| Song | Petunia, The Gardener's Daughter |
| Artist | Elvis Presley |
| Album | Frankie & Johnny |
| Lyrics：Sid Tepper/Roy Bennett Music：Sid Tepper/Roy Bennett | |
| I've gotta gal, oh what a pal | |
| The apple of my eye | |
| With something rare, a peach of a pear | |
| But her dad won't let us meet and I could die | |
| I love Petunia the gardener's daughter | |
| Oooh how that gal can kiss | |
| Her eyes are blue as bluebells | |
| Each cheek a rose to see | |
| How I dance when she plants her two lips on me | |
| I'm as daffy as a daffodil | |
| I long to kiss her all the time | |
| Tonight I'll steal into her garden | |
| And make Petunia's two lips mine | |
| (I've got a beau, I love him so | |
| The apple of my eye | |
| With something rare, a peach of a pear | |
| But my dad won't let us meet and I could die) | |
| And we could die | |
| I love Petunia the gardener's daughter | |
| Oooh how that gal can kiss | |
| (My eyes are blue as bluebells | |
| Each cheek a rose to see) | |
| How I dance when she plants her two lips on me | |
| (He's as daffy as a daffodil | |
| He loves to kiss me all the time) | |
| Tonight I'll steal into her garden | |
| And make Petunia's two lips mine | |
| She makes other girls look just like weeds | |
| (I'm gonna be his clinging vine) | |
| Tonight I'll steal into her garden | |
| And make Petunia's two lips | |
| (My ever loving two lips) | |
| Make Petunia's two lips mine |
| Lyrics: Sid Tepper Roy Bennett Music: Sid Tepper Roy Bennett | |
| I' ve gotta gal, oh what a pal | |
| The apple of my eye | |
| With something rare, a peach of a pear | |
| But her dad won' t let us meet and I could die | |
| I love Petunia the gardener' s daughter | |
| Oooh how that gal can kiss | |
| Her eyes are blue as bluebells | |
| Each cheek a rose to see | |
| How I dance when she plants her two lips on me | |
| I' m as daffy as a daffodil | |
| I long to kiss her all the time | |
| Tonight I' ll steal into her garden | |
| And make Petunia' s two lips mine | |
| I' ve got a beau, I love him so | |
| The apple of my eye | |
| With something rare, a peach of a pear | |
| But my dad won' t let us meet and I could die | |
| And we could die | |
| I love Petunia the gardener' s daughter | |
| Oooh how that gal can kiss | |
| My eyes are blue as bluebells | |
| Each cheek a rose to see | |
| How I dance when she plants her two lips on me | |
| He' s as daffy as a daffodil | |
| He loves to kiss me all the time | |
| Tonight I' ll steal into her garden | |
| And make Petunia' s two lips mine | |
| She makes other girls look just like weeds | |
| I' m gonna be his clinging vine | |
| Tonight I' ll steal into her garden | |
| And make Petunia' s two lips | |
| My ever loving two lips | |
| Make Petunia' s two lips mine |