I Think I Found The Culprit

I think I found the culprit Looks like you, it must be you Ain't found nothing better yet What's the matter with you, you got nothing to do? Two crumbs on my window sill Two birds sitting there perfectly still One of them up to no good The other one doing what he totally should I think I found the culprit Looks like you, it must be you Ain't found nothing better yet What's the matter with you, you got nothing to do? Birds of a feather may lay together But the uglier one is always under the gun Birds of a feather may lay together But the uglier one is always under the gun Birds of a feather may lay together But the uglier one is always under the gun Birds of a feather may lay together But the uglier one is always under the gun I think I found the culprit Looks like you, it must be you Ain't found nothing better yet What's the matter with you, you got nothing to do? Birds of a feather may lay together But the uglier one is always under the gun Birds of a feather may lay together But the uglier one is always under the gun Birds of a feather may lay together But the uglier one is always under the gun