Miss Byrd

Album cover art for "Miss Byrd" by Jenn Colella

Jenn Colella - Pop, Off-Broadway

Miss Byrd

0 Plays

View ArtistView Album

Lyrics

[WOMAN 2] The sign says I'm "Miss Byrd" That's my name I'm one of those people Who all look the same At work I'm hardly seen I come and go But I know something that people don't know Everyone who sees me thinks That I'm that dull Miss Byrd I could blow that myth apart But I don't say a word I sit here at my desk And no one knows Not twenty minutes ago I was not wearing clothes I was in someone's arms In someone's bed Oh, what the thought of it does to my head If it's true a bird makes music When her heart takes wing This bird is singing Miss Byrd is singing I'm singing, "I'm in love!" But I'm not sayin' a thing Uh uh Mmm hmm Oh oh Ba dee dee dee dee bee dee boo Down in apartment "A" The super's aptly named Last week I went to the basement More hours than I claimed He says I'm super too He calls me "hot" I show those basement apartments a lot Back at work I'm crisp and fresh Reliable Miss Byrd Seals are dancing in my flesh But I don't say a word I'm showing penthouse "C" As I begin I still feel his hands sliding over my skin My nipples start to throb Inside my bra That's when I start to go "La-dah-dee-dah" If you've never felt the lift A little lunch can bring This bird is singing Miss Byrd is singing I'm singing, "I'm on fire!" But I'm not sayin' a thing Oh, no, no, no, no, nah, nah, nah, nah My Spanish Harlem, me hombre guappo... This is a floor-through-five I call it more a six The broken kitchenette tiles they will fix Lots of girls who first seem shy Have secrets, I have found If you think I'm special I suggest you look around That little office temp Who seems so dumb How come a trip to McDonald's Is making her hum? And Mrs. Smith in sales Who's turning gray Why is she smiling that curious way? If it's true the drabbest songbirds Come alive in spring The birds are singing Miss Byrd is singing I'm singing, "I'm in love!" But I'm not sayin' a thing Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Mum's the word La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la [WOMAN 2, spoken] Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard? Unh! [WOMAN 2] Shi-ga-boo, shi-ga-boo, shi-ga-boo, ba, ba, ba Ba ya, ba ya, ba ya [WOMAN 2, spoken] Shh Sss

Rate this song

Rate this song

0/5.0 - 0 Ratings

5
0.0% (0)
4
0.0% (0)
3
0.0% (0)
2
0.0% (0)
1
0.0% (0)

Loading comments...

Credits

Writers
  • David Shire
  • Richard Maltby, Jr.