Do I look funny? Do I act strange? I can feel a mysterious change
I saw the best psychiatrist uptown He stroked his beard and he started to frown He said, “I don’t know what’s wrong with you” There wasn’t anything that he could do Don’t want to knock you, Doc But anyone here could see Something’s wrong with me
I do weird things, I can’t help it Bluebirds in my belfry I turn cartwheels and I fumble Bluebirds in my belfry
Call into radar contact I think we’ll fly right through that cloud Sometimes I draw a crowd Too late to call a doctor
I start dancing without music How’d I get poor etic? I said “Darling” to a lamppost Isn’t that pathetic?
Last night I tried to jump over the moon above I’ve got bluebirds in my belfry I mean I’m in love
I hear echoes, I hear echoes Bluebirds in my belfry I play leapfrog with my shadow Bluebirds in my belfry
I don’t know why I imagine I’m loaded with dynamite I’m probably wrong but who’s got a light? Boom! Call out the fire department
I take sleigh rides across rooftops Some dark night you’ll spot me I walk backwards ‘cause I’m followed Now my skin is crawling
I don’t know why I’m out to be Frankenstein’s protégé I’ve got bluebirds in my belfry And they won’t fly away I say, “Hey! Fly away, fly away!” But they stay and they sting every day ‘Till I’m crazy
I’ve got bluebirds in my belfryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
