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Little Bird lyrics
Little bird
Drink the champagne from my lips
Take a flying saucer trip
To the stars in my eyes
Little bird
Sitting on the tip of my tongue
Though you look a bit too young
Could be the stars in my eyes
Your words like butterflies
Dance around my head
Your body like forbidden wine
Spills out of my bed
Hope your daddy doesn't mind
Hope your mommy doesn't mind
Hope your granny doesn't mind
Hope your grandpa doesn't mind
Little bird
You have got to be eighteen
Or a few years past your teens
Or you are in my eyes
Little bird
If you are born before ninety-two
Then you know just what to do
Rip the stars from my eyes
Your words like butterflies
Dance around my head
Spills out of my bed
Hope your daddy doesn't mind
Hope your mommy doesn't mind
Hope your nana doesn't mind
Hope your grandpa doesn't mind
Little bird
Brand new galaxies await you
Open up and let me take you
To the stars
Your words like butterflies
Dance around my head
Your body like forbidden wine
Spills out of my bed
Hope your daddy doesn't mind
Hope your mommy doesn't mind
Hope your granny doesn't mind
Hope your grandpa doesn't mind
Hope your daddy doesn't mind
Hope your mommy doesn't mind
Hope your daddy doesn't mind
Hope your mommy doesn't mind
Little bird
Little bird
Little bird
Little bird
Drink the champagne from my lips
Take a flying saucer trip
Part of these releases
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- Track 12 on Get Him to the Greek
- 11 African Child
- 13 Searching For A Father
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