The entire last verse is missing from your lyrics!! There must be a heaven where little Annie can play In heavenly gardens and bowers, And instead of a halo she'll wear 'round her head A garland of genuine flowers. No more artificial flowers, throw away those artificial flowers, Flowers for ladies of society to wear. Throw away those artificial flowers, those dumb-dumb flowers, Fashioned from Annie's, fashioned from Annie's despair. (Give her the real thing!)
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