The spots in the distance all want me to play
Little white on green grass they all want me to stay
I'm in love with a girl who's got so much to share
I don't have it all and it never was fair.
A-tisket a-tasket, a green and yellow basket
I wrote a letter to my love and on the way I dropped it
I dropped it, I dropped it, and on the way I dropped it
A little boy, he picked it up, and put it in his pocket.
Some daisies are pure and sweet in the sun
Others are specked but they have as much fun
I love this one girl and she's all that I've got
I'm in way more deep than originally thought.
A-tisket a-tasket, a pink and purple basket
I wrote a poem for my love and on the way I lost it
I found it, I wrote it, and on the way I lost it
A little girl, she picked it up, it tore right through her pocket.
My daisies are covered in black sticky tar
My friends are all gone though they can't have strayed far
I need my best girl but she's not by my side
I love but to others we're all cast aside.
A-tisket a-tasket, a grey and shrinking basket
I drew a flower for my love and on the way I burned it
I hate it, I made it, and on the way I burned it
A scary man, he picked it up, and shoved it in my pocket.
The daisies in here are a perfect illusion
A sweetness to carry my further delusion
I love a sweet girl with daisies in her hair
I wonder if I'm better off living over there.
A-tisket a-tasket, no longer need a basket
I wrote a note for my best love explaining why I dropped it
I need it, I want it, I'm on my way, don't stop it
The devil, he just picked it up, and switched it in your pocket.