Language of Flowers - Botanic Gardens

Here comes that boy I like,
He never looks at me,
He's with that stupid girl,
With the stupid clothes and the stupid hair,
If I could talk to him I'd say I love him so,
If I could make him see me, in the place I go.

I'm gonna make him mine, gonna tell him why
He's the only boy for me.
I'm gonna make him mine, gonna tell him why
He'd be better off with me.
I'll take him to a place that I know,
A place that I love to go;
I'll take him to botanic gardens,
To botanic gardens.

(make him mine, make him mine, a place i know, love to go)

Here comes that boy I like,
He always looks away,
But I know I'll end up with him anyway,
He doesn't know it yet but I'll soon make him see,
I'll take him to the place where he'll be kissing me.

I'm gonna make him mine, gonna tell him why
He's the only boy for me.
I'm gonna make him mine, gonna tell him why
He'd be better off with me.
I'll take him to a place that I know,
A place that I love to go;
I'll take him to botanic gardens.

(make him mine, make him mine, a place i know, love to go)

I'm gonna make him mine, gonna tell him why
He's the only boy for me.
I'm gonna make him mine, gonna tell him why
He'd be better off with me.
I'll take him to a place that I know,
A place that I love to go;
I'll take him to botanic gardens,
To botanic gardens.

(make him mine, make him mine, a place i know, love to go)

Lalalala....
Botanic gardens, botanic gardens.