Lyrics: Nathan Tysen Music: Jason Howland Daisy: You remind me of a rose an absolute rose Or better yet a bud preparing to bloom This summer you will soak up the city The sunlight the sea Who knows what this new adventure will be When you open Open Open up a new You'll be an absolute rose Once I cultivate you Jordan, meet my cousin Nick Carraway Jordan is an amateur golfer Jordan: And a confirmed bachelor Daisy: You know what's grand about a rose Jordan: Who are you calling a rose Daisy: Is sometimes they look best When they are arranged Jordan: Here we go You should see the trophies that hang on her walls Jordan: So you know I’ve always had a thing for swinging at little white balls Daisy: I should fling you togΠ΅ther Find a boat push you right out to sea Or maybe lock you in a room And see what happens to bloom Jordan: Fun though this is, I'm going out tonight Tom: Women run around too much these days to suit me Nick doesn't want a wife who traipses from golf tournaments to parties Jordan: Better than a husband who travels with a pack of polo ponies Tom: A man needs a wife who's more of a delicate flower If I'm a rosΠ΅ I'm a rose under glass Frozen at it's pinnacle More cynical by the day I've been everywhere Seen everything Done everything God I've made it I'm so sophisticated But look at you You are back from the war Brave and victorious Nick: Victorious Daisy: With glorious days ahead Nick: Glorious days ahead Daisy: You're writing books Nick: I'm selling bonds Daisy: You're selling bonds Nick: Daisy I hate it Daisy: No, you've made it I swear this all was fated Dance with me Nick You all together missed dancing with me at my wedding Tom: Why weren't you at our wedding? Nick: I wasn't back from the war Tom: Everyone's favorite excuse Daisy: When you open Open Open up you'll see You'll be an absolute rose Like I use to be