Thanks a lot, lady
But my cheesepocket's full
I wish I knew what planet you're from
Maybe you'd seem less alien

Oh lovely, I'd whistle you a melody
But I haven't been able since I was three

Played in the yard under a tree
When a mean old robin came after me
Go ahead, laugh away
Just wait and see how robin makes you pay

Now you've gone and done it, boy

Honey, I'd sing you a melody
But my feathered friends won't let me be

Rising up
Floating down
My new wings make no sound