turn into a bird
to find you lovely girl
i said nuts
because the path to you was shut
hold out in a nest a hut
wait till you're free to hug
but all i find in the open were nuts
nothing tastes as good as you
and although you can't handle the chew
i'd rather you be the one whom with i choo
not the friends of bolts
not the stash of squirrels
not the lust between legs
not the healthy snack
as long as your name isn't jack
i'd rather you be the one