4 Black Birds

Four black birds
Perched on the power line
It's A quartet
Singing a song
And it's A song that they'll make me long
For my woman real strong

She can tell a whole story with a look
And she can read me like a book
With such few words
I go into a love filed Ferber
Skin colored blurs
Silk Robes and furs
Baby what's mine if yours
Baby I love you

The feathered quartet sings a song for you and me
The truth never felt so good
We're here to stay baby just knock on wood
Even if it rains all day
It'll never spill a drop on our parade
I got it made in the shade
Look through the window
It's the four black birds



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Rincon
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