Holly Palmer - Sal The Gardener Lyrics

Singing songs Sinatra sang

Sal the gardener is drunk again

She is gone but he remembers

Polka dots and breathing hard

He dances with an angel in the yard



Shapes his cracking lips around her favorite parts and dips her down

And you can hear him singing songs Sinatra sang into her ear



Stepping left and turning right

Their fingers laced together well

And he can smell her sweetness if he's still



Sunflower wallflower wait in vain, he tips his cap and starts again

And you can hear him singing songs Sinatra never sang so dear



Car horn blow from time to time

Barking dog or a lazy chime

Any Friday's band will do just fine