Little Bird

Written By: Mike Viola
Mike Viola Involvement: Writer
 
 

This Song Appears On:

2010Get Him To The GreekMovie Soundtrack

 

Lyrics


Little Bird

Drink the Champagne from my lips
Take a flying saucer trip,
To the stars in my eyes

Little bird
Sitting on the tip of my tongue
Though you look a bit too young could
Be the stars in my eyes

Your words, like butterflies
Dance around my head
Your body like forbidden wine
Spillin’ out my bed

Hope your Daddy doesn’t mind
Hope your Mommy doesn’t mind
Hope your Granny doesn’t mind
Hope your Grandpa doesn’t mind

Little Bird
You have got to be eighteen
Or a few years past your teens
Or you are in my eyes

Little bird
If you were born ‘fore 92
Then you know just what to do
Rip the stars from my eyes

Your words, like butterflies
Dance around my head
Your body, like a cherry pie
Spills out of my bed

Hope your Daddy doesn’t mind
Hope your Mommy doesn’t mind
Hope your Nana doesn’t mind
Hope your Grandpa doesn’t mind

Little bird
Brand new galaxies await you
Open up and let me take you
To the stars

Your words, like butterflies
Dance around my head
Your body, like forbidden wine
Spills out of my bed

Hope your Daddy doesn’t mind
Hope your Mommy doesn’t mind
Hope your Granny doesn’t mind
Hope your Grandpa doesn’t mind
Hope your Daddy doesn’t mind
Hope your Mommy doesn’t mind
Hope your Daddy doesn’t mind
Hope your Mommy doesn’t mind

Little bird
Little bird 
Little bird