No Time To Smell Her Flowers Lyrics

There's a fig tree on Lynn Road Between my house and Wildwood

That makes the most delicious fruit

I stop and eat a couple

Every time that they're in season

And holy shit, they are so good

And it's probably kind of gross

That I'm eating figs right off the main road

Without even washing them, but I don't care They make me happy

And I see that tree every time that I drive by

But I haven't visited her in a while

And I'm sure her fruit is still as sweet

As honey

But me, I've got no time

No time to smell her flowers

And no time to pick her fruit

No time to walk to Wildwood

And no time to visit her

But I'm still here

I think about her all the time

And I'm still here

I say hi when I drive by

No time to smell her flowers

And no time to pick her fruit

No time to walk to Wildwood

And no time to visit her

But I'm still here

So why don't I stop by

And if I'm still here

I clearly have the time