Miss Byrd

The sign says i'm miss byrd And that's my name I'm one of those people who all look the same At work i'm hardly seen I come and go But i know something that people don't know Every one who sees me thinks That i'm that dull miss byrd I could blow that myth apart But i don't say a word I sit here at my desk And no one knows Not twenty minutes ago I was not wearing clothes I was in someone's arms, in someone's bed Oh what the thought of it does to my head If it's true a bird makes music When her heart takes wing This byrd is singing Miss byrd is singing I'm singing i'm in love But i'm not saying a thing Uh uh Oooh oooh Down in apartment a The super's aptly named Last week i went to the basement More hours than i claimed He says i'm super too He calls me hot I show those basement apartments a lot Back at work i'm crisp and fresh Reliable miss byrd Seals are dancing in my flesh But i don't say a word I'm showing penthouse c As i begin I still feel his hands sliding over my skin My nipples start to throb Inside my bra That's when i start to go la-dah-di-dah If you've never felt the lift A little lunch can bring This byrd is singing Miss byrd is singing I'm singing i'm on fire But i'm not saying a thing No no no no oh oh oh... This is a floor thru five I call it more a six The broken kitchenette tiles they will fix Lots of girls who first seems shy Have secrets i have found If you think i'm special I suggest you look around That little office temp Who seems so dumb How come a trip to mcdonald's Is making her hum? And mrs. Smith in sales Who's turning grey Why is she smiling that curious way? If it's true the drabbest songbirds Come alive in spring The birds are singing Miss byrd is singing I'm singing I'm in love But i'm not saying a thing No no no no no no no no Mum's the word La la la la Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard... oo-wee La la la la... Shh...