Lyrics of The birds in your garden
Pulp
It's six o'clock
The birds are singing
I'm wide awake
Whilst you're still fast asleep
I went outside
Into your garden
The sun was bright and the air was cool
And as i stood there listening
Well, the birds in your garden, they all started singing this song
"take her now, don't be scared, it's alright
Oh, come on, touch her inside
It's a crime against nature, she's been waiting all night"
"come on, hold her and kiss her and tell her you care
If you wait 'til tomorrow, she'll no longer be there, come on
Come on and give it to her, you know it's now or never"
Yeah, the birds in your garden have all started singing this song
My father never told me
About the birds and the bees
And i guess, i never realized
That i would ever meet birds as beautiful as these
I came inside
Climbed to your bedroom
I kissed your eyes awake
And then i did what i knew was only natural
And then the birds in your garden, they all started singing this song
"take her now, don't be scared, it's alright
Oh, come on, touch her inside
It's a crime against nature, she's been waiting all night"
"come on, hold her and kiss her and tell her you care
If you wait 'til tomorrow she'll no longer be there, come on
Come on and give it to her, you know it's now or never"
Yeah, the birds in your garden have all started singing this song
Yeah, the birds in your garden, they taught me the words to this song
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