Up With The Birds

	She won't find out and he wouldn't know
	And I'm not jealous, no not at all
	On the landing
	The chairs on the lawn
	Out the windows and through the doors

	I'm not jealous
	No, not at all

	We're up early
	We're up with the birds
	They don't mind us, no not at all
	By the bedside
	And down on the floor
	He won't find out and she won't know

	We're not jealous
	No, not at all
	We just feel a little itching in our bones

	We're up early; we're up with the birds!