Thanks a lot, lady But my cheesepocket's full I wish I knew what planet you're from Maybe you'd seem less alien Oh lovely, I'd whistle you a melody But I haven't been able since I was three Played in the yard under a tree When a mean old robin came after me Go ahead, laugh away Just wait and see how robin makes you pay Now you've gone and done it, boy Honey, I'd sing you a melody But my feathered friends won't let me be Rising up Floating down My new wings make no sound