And he said, "Man, now about that beat"
Here's a wire from the Albatross
(He was tryin')
I thought I had him dead in the third round
Several people heard the Albatross
After the warm up
That all them quadrapeds wanna dig
Whisper Robin is on the sauce
(Wait a minute John, do I detect a note
(I know for a fact he's on the wagon)
(Circulate the word)
Is you play to an empty house
(He made it plain)
Tell him Bob ain't begun to wail
Shape up, make it dare
Oh, he's in there
He's gonna sing a storm up
Get up, off that pair
Bob White, he was in the groove tonight
(I see)
(Amateur)
Says you were in there swingin'
Guy whistles pretty
(My tux isn't even pressed)
Hearing you hit that flat note
Bob White, you gotta sing it out tonight
(Ha ha ha)
Bob White's gonna put him down for spite
Bob White really fought a groovy fight
Man, I'm telling you, he's gonna be 'on the moon
Bob White, invites you to a bash tonight
(Yes)
Bob White
Whereas the Sparrow froze to his marrow
Well, I was talking to the parakeet
Call up the Catbird
He'll be a' looser than Dr. Seuss
Tell that old fat bird
Man, he's even gonna gas the goose
Take a wire to the Nightingale
Hey, old poppa Red Bird
(Here, here, you mean)
(John, what does that word mean?)
Of meaning that he's gonna be 'right in tune?)
Even the Jackdaw
He says, "Man, it was like insane"
(Well, the mails must go through)
Even the Pheasant found it unpleasant
Here come, the moose and elk
And the talk that's goin' 'round
(Sounds urgent)
(Could happen to anybody, sure could)
When he heard that note
In reply to his rude remark
The opinion of the Tufted Grouse
You really sang it out tonight
Yeah, like a bird, what?
It reads, 'Robin is still the boss'
Bob White, Bob White, Bob White
(How about that beat?)
You should hip it to the latest sound
And there goes Lawrence Welk
Take a letter to the Meadowlark
Bob White, nothing but a neophyte
I quote directly from the Whoopin' Crane
Hip the Canary, it'll be scary
You instigated such a swingin' gig
Buckin' and wingin'
He's gonna ball it up tonight
"Hey Bob White, ain't you gonna swing tonight?"
(Well, thank you very much folks)
Flew out the back door
Who is the head bird
