You know you coulda been a wonder,
Takin' your circus to the sky-y-y
You couldn't take it on the tightrope,
No, you had to take it on the side,
You always like it undercover,
Tucked in between your dirty she-e-ets,
But no one's even evident to ya,
In between the hollers and the scre-e-eams.
And a said nah nah,
Hey hey, another dirty bird ain't givin' out a taste, hey,
In the black of the night, 'til the red morning light.
You got your cosy little corner,
All night your jammin' on your di-i-ick
And hangin' out just like a street sign,
And pulled a twenty dollar tri-i-ick,
I hear you're blowin' like a feather,
And then they rub it in your fa-a-ace,
Oh once they've had all their fun, hun,
You'll work the bottom of the ca-a-age.
And a said nah nah,
Hey hey, another dirty bird ain't givin' out a taste, hey,
In the black of the night, 'til the red morning light.
And a said nah nah,
Hey hey, you're givin all your cinnamon away-ey,
That's not right! Aaaarrrrrggggghhhhh!
Hey hey, another dirty bird ain't givin' out a taste,
Ah hey, keep on givin' away and givin' it away, (givin' it away)
But hey-heh-hey, you're givin' all your cinnamon away-ey-ey-ey,
Ah hey hey, you're givin' all your cinnamon away.
Ah hey hey, another dirty bird ain't givin' out a taste, hey,
In the black of the night, 'til the red morning light.
And a said nah nah,
Hey hey, you're givin all your cinnamon away-ey,
That's not right!
Aaooww!
C'Mon!
And a said nah nah,
Hey hey, another dirty bird ain't givin' out a taste, hey,
In the black of the night, 'til the red morning light,
And a said nah nah,
Hey hey, you're givin all your cinnamon away-ey.
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