2 acessos
Well you can take all your love birds stick 'em in a tree
And they look just like a lotta bull finches to me
Now don't come home with them lovey dovey words
Baby that's strictly for the birds
(Chorus):
You made me feel like a yellow bellied sapsucker singin' in a eucalyptus tree
And now I feel like a sap since you made a sucker out of me (Woe, woe.)
You made me feel like a wheel like a real big deal then cut
The door to your heart slammed shut
You made me feel like you know what