Oh, lullaby of birdland, that's what I
Always hear when you sigh,
Never in my wordland could there be ways to reveal
In a phrase how I feel
~
Have you ever heard two turtle doves
Bill and coo, when they love?
That's the kind of magic music we make with our lips
When we kiss
~
And there's a weepy old willow
He really knows how to cry,
That's how I'd cry in my pillow
If you should tell me farewell and goodbye
~
Lullaby of birdland whisper low
Kiss me sweet, and we'll go
Flying high in birdland, high in the sky up above
All because we're in love
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