IT AIN'T ME, BIRD               by  Nadja Chick

Tune --
It Ain't Me Babe   (Bob Dylan)
 

Go 'way from my window,
Leave on those long gangly legs.
I'm not the chick you want, bird,
Not the one to hatch your eggs.
I'm sure you're looking for a mate
Never weak but tall and strong.
You'd protect her and defend her
With your beak and legs so long,
Someone to sit upon your nest -- and more,

But It Ain't Me, Bird!
No, no, no, It Ain't Me, Bird!
It ain't me you're looking for, Bird!

Go fly now from the ledge, Bird,
...Er,...run across the ground.
I'm really not your type, Bird,
Ain't got no feather-down.
At first I thought you were a man
With a big, bare, hairy chest
And dark brown eagle eyes that seemed
To pierce me to my breast,
But then I saw those knees, and I cried "Fowl!
 
It Ain't Me, Bird!
No, no, no, It Ain't Me, Bird!
It ain't me you're looking for, Bird!

Go climb back into your cage, Bird,
Stop staring like you were stoned!
I'm gonna call the "fuzz," bird
If you won't leave me alone!
You may be looking for a home,
To be somebody's special pet,
But you'd tromp my flowers constantly
And eat me into debt!
Another ugly brute to feed?   No more!

It Ain't Me, Bird!
No, no, no, It Ain't Me, Bird!
It ain't me you're looking for, Bird!