Lullaby of Birdland, that's what I
always hear, when you sigh.
Never in my wordland
could there be ways
To reveal
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 weapy old willow;
He really knows how to cry!
That's how I'd cry on my pillow,
if you should tell me farewell and good-bye!
Lullaby of Birdland, whisper low,
kiss me sweet and we'll go,
flyin' high in Birdland,
high in th sky up above,
(of because) we're in love.
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