Buttercup Song (May 1965 Demo)

"Buttercup Song"
Words and music, Lou Reed

Never get emotionally involved
With a man or woman or beast, or a child
With cobblestone streets, or subway turnstiles
And by world war three, you'll have developed style

Well, I've got this friend, and I'll tell you, "Man, he's real hip"
An anthropologie, baby, that is his business
But never once, woo, does he ever blow his cool
Because he always follows this wondrous golden rule
Oh, oh-oh-oh

Never get emotionally involved
With a man or woman or beast, or a child
With cobblestonе streets, or subway turnstiles
And by world war three, you'll have developed style

But, he is a liar, of course he got hung up
On an androgynous small buttercup
Of stagnates and pistillate flowers, did he
Which happens, by the way, when you get involved, emotionally, so

Never get emotionally involved
With a man or woman or beast, or a child
Ooo!, Cobblestone streets, or subway turnstiles
And by world war three, you'll have developed style

Oh, you should have seen it
Oh, my God, what a sight
A fully grown man writing poems at night
To the silly old flower blooming in the night air
As alliteration blossomed, off in his chair
To which I came attached, one dusk evening
When I sat in our park, some stuffing in spring
And Deja Vu, My friend turned in dismay
And then, thank God, I heard him once more say, oh

Never get emotionally involved
With a man or woman or beast, or a child
With cobblestone streets, or subway turnstiles
And by world war three, you'll have developed style

Well, then it happened, well, I am sad to relay
While he's eating Spaghetti of this girl's, uh, Chinese plate
He drooled and he slobbered over the design
As down in his mouth dribbled three month old port wine
Nineteen dollars a quart, gift from his mother, oh!

Never get emotionally involved
With a man, a woman, a beast, or a child
With cobblestone streets, or subway turnstiles
Then by World War III you'll have developed style

It seems those who tell you, what to do
Have already done it, before they do
But it don't even matter, uh, even it's true
Because you know damn well, you know
You're gonna do the same thing, too

Oh, never get emotionally involved
With a man or woman or beast, or a child
With cobblestone streets, or subway turnstiles
And by world war three, you'll have developed style

Oh, Never get emotionally involved
With a man or woman or beast, or a child
With cobblestone streets, or subway turnstiles
And by world war three, you'll have developed style

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