BUTTERCUP BOOGIE I wait for you to say a word There's trouble on the way I feel your mood to stand assured That your love doesn't pay A luscious field to scent appeal I take time out to sup Only to be led to you And lick your buttercup And all the times I took you in And fed you with my spoon Ungratefulness will never pay You'd better change your tune A luscious field to scent appeal I take time out to sup Only to be led to you And lick your buttercup Gazing through your shadowed eyes The windows of your mind I sense the chill of ill deceit I don't like what I find A luscious field to scent appeal I take time out to sup Only to be led to you And lick your buttercup C. Hilton-Green