Birds And The Bees

The birds and the bees and all that shit
That's supposed to be some big secret
The birds in the trees, they love to sing
Especially when the flowers bloom in the spring

In the spring we all bloom as one
And what they hide from the sun
Is that some birds like [F]birds
And some bees like [F]bees
Sometimes i like [F]to [C7]climb up your tɾee

The tɾees and [Bm]the leaves always confide
In one another and [Bm]you [A7can see why
They're made for [Dm7]each other and [Bm]it's easy to [C7]see
It's same same for [Dm7]birds and [Bm]birds
And bees and [Bm]bees

We all [Em]bloom together, all [Em]as one
And what they hide from the sun
Is that some birds like [F]birds
And some bees like [F]bees
Sometime I'd like [F]to [C7]climb up your tɾee

So if you're a bird that likes birds
Or a bee who also likes bees
And someone tells you [A7to [C7]hide in the tɾee
Just flip them [A]the bird and [Bm]fly free

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