this This nigga I rock with overseas International Byrd Lady His and her cedes Call me the fur, baby I'm straight

, this is the Byrd Lady Harlem standin' up, you know it gets crazy No, I'm not your girl but I could be, baby Yes

Ladies and gentlemen let's have a fine hand for The Byrds Catfish pie in a gris-gris bag I

Hey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to Hey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me In the

Crimson flames tied through my years Rollin' high and mighty trapped Countless violent flaming roads Using ideas as my map "We'll meet on edges

5D (Fifth Dimension) The Byrds Oh, how is it that I could come out to you, And be still floatin

lady paddled next to him With two poodles on her lap. Garbo quietly picked a flower While the chauffeur

And two ladies Escorting me to the halls And I play if you have the money Or if you're some kind of friend

Takin' her meal, bathin', a fine lady This one day I happened to be real close to her I saw her standin

Takin' her meal, bathin', a fine lady This one day I happened to be real close to her I saw her standin