Campfire Sigh - Crazy Phillip

He wears skirts and pretty things
He wears orange, yellow, purple too
Stealing the clothes from your mother's room
He tends to the strawberries under the moon
Phillip has flowers on his dress
He dresses to impress
He has wallpaper on his car
Walks under the stars
All the animals gather 'round
He wakes up to milk the cows
Sitting out amidst the field
Waiting for the harvest yield
Phillip has flowers on his dress
He dresses to impress
He has wallpaper on his car
Walks under the stars
Children, come inside
Here's a piece of apple pie
Children, come inside
Here's a piece of apple pie
In the yard you'll hear him sing
To windchimes tinkling
In the yard you'll hear him sing
To windchimes tinkling
The carpet is out on the lawn
And nothing is wrong
A place inside where we can hide
We'll rest in our dreams tonight

Written by:
Grant Prosser

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