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Three little song birds sitting on a wire, sing a fire from your belly so small.
Sound waves rolling, the waves spread wider.
You sing a song until it's six feet tall.
Walk, and stalk, and stalking on the side walk.
Wearing clothes standing side by side.
Fly little song birds on to the next line,
you sing a song you look each other in the eye like
Who all can tell you not to sing your story?
Who all can tell you that your singing off key?
You're the dance, you're not the dancer
You're the song, not the one who sings.
Beautiful Song, Song bird
Na Beautiful Song, Song bird
Na Beautiful Song, Song bird
And you tell the truth
Me woman Trinny got the wild imagination.
Him think they looking when he walks on by.
Him think the world is one big mirror, him get upset then he don't feel right.
When he walks, stalks, and stalking down the sidewalk sporting clothes strutting stride by stride.
I tell him Trinny you're not what you consider,
I slap em dead when I look am in the eye.
Who all can tell you not to sing your story?
Who all can tell you that your singing off key?
You're the dance, you're not the dancer
You're the song, not the one who sings.
Beautiful Song, Song bird
Na Beautiful Song, Song bird (song bird)
Na Beautiful Song, Song bird
And you tell the truth
You get upset and then you don't feel, you don't feel right.
You try to fly up straight, then you fly uptight.
We try to talk about life like it's so many things.
Life is the dancer you're the dance.
Beautiful Song, Song bird
Na Beautiful Song, Song bird (song bird)
Na Beautiful Song, Song bird
And you tell the truth
Tell the truth.