Ooh ooh eh
Where you at, bye
Ooh ooh eh, If I If I, yeah yeah
If I could pick a thousand colors
And then take 'em to the sky
Like who believed me
If I could choose a thousand flavors
And then put 'em in a pie
Like who believed me
But they're self frustrated consumed by the fact
That he won't tell his wife what to do
So settle branches in the tree only looking pass us by
Why aren't you singing by birdsong
Like a song bird singing
No nothing is as certain and it's okay
Like a song bird singing
So sweetly sung that song
So sweetly
So sweetly sung that song
So sweetly so sweetly so sweetly
Sung that song
So sweetly