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They're Bootiful
(Original song: You're Beautiful by James Blunt)
My birds are sneezing
There is no cure
Leave the Vic rub
There on the floor
They’ve taken all my turkies
There’s a red cross on my door
They say my birds are killers
They don’t know that for sure
They’re bootiful, they’re bootiful
They’re edible it’s true
Don’t finger lick, my birds are sick
And I don’t know what to do
Cos my turkies all have flu
I can hear them sneeze
I can hear them wheeze
I could see from the sweat that they were
Crisp an’ dry
And I don’t think that I’ll see them again
Cos they’re not a twizzler but a tasty friend
They’re bootiful, they’re bootiful
They’re edible it’s true
Don’t finger lick, my birds are sick
And I don’t know what to do
Cos my turkies all have flu
Yum-yum-yum-yum
Yum-yum-yum-yum
Yum-yum-yum-yum
Yummy
They’re bootiful, they’re bootiful
They’re edible it’s true
Just don’t you finger lick, cos my birds are sick
Now get on up on this here barbeque
And I know just what to do
Cos my turkies all have flu
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