Miss Byrd

The sign says i'm miss byrd
 And that's my name
 I'm one of those people who all look the same
 At work i'm hardly seen
 I come and go
 But i know something that people don't know
 Every one who sees me thinks
 That i'm that dull miss byrd
 I could blow that myth apart
 But i don't say a word
 I sit here at my desk
 And no one knows
 Not twenty minutes ago
 I was not wearing clothes
 I was in someone's arms, in someone's bed
 Oh what the thought of it does to my head
 If it's true a bird makes music
 When her heart takes wing
 This byrd is singing
 Miss byrd is singing
 I'm singing i'm in love
 But i'm not saying a thing
 Uh uh
 Oooh oooh
 Down in apartment a
 The super's aptly named
 Last week i went to the basement
 More hours than i claimed
 He says i'm super too
 He calls me hot
 I show those basement apartments a lot
 Back at work i'm crisp and fresh
 Reliable miss byrd
 Seals are dancing in my flesh
 But i don't say a word
 I'm showing penthouse c
 As i begin
 I still feel his hands sliding over my skin
 My nipples start to throb
 Inside my bra
 That's when i start to go la-dah-di-dah
 If you've never felt the lift
 A little lunch can bring
 This byrd is singing
 Miss byrd is singing
 I'm singing i'm on fire
 But i'm not saying a thing
 No no no no oh oh oh...
 This is a floor thru five
 I call it more a six
 The broken kitchenette tiles they will fix
 Lots of girls who first seems shy
 Have secrets i have found
 If you think i'm special
 I suggest you look around
 That little office temp
 Who seems so dumb
 How come a trip to mcdonald's
 Is making her hum?
 And mrs. Smith in sales
 Who's turning grey
 Why is she smiling that curious way?
 If it's true the drabbest songbirds
 Come alive in spring
 The birds are singing
 Miss byrd is singing
 I'm singing
 I'm in love
 But i'm not saying a thing
 No no no no no no no no
 Mum's the word
 La la la la
 Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard... oo-wee
 La la la la...
 Shh...