Found on Grace Monica.
Mike Vasas, 2004.

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My Precious Birdie

My precious birdie; she'd never lie. she never makes fun of me when I cry.
My precious birdie; she helps me see trouble's just a passing thing to me.
Precious, precious, precious, precious. She is precious to me and I love her.

My precious birdie; she takes my arm; always makes sure I'm safe from harm.
Precious, precious, precious, precious. She is precious to me and I love her.

My precious birdie; touch, sight, and sound. I sense her love even when she is not around.

Don't go and tell me. Your voice is just a bloody lie.
You little shrew; I should kill you.
My precious birdie; she would never hurt me.
I'd rather be abused than be confused by your lie.

Some people aren't your friends, I've learned.
Some people always get concerned.
There's always someone out there who doesn't trust me and my birdie.
She is always good with me.
We both slept with honesty.
But simply there is someone who doesn't trust me and my birdie.

My precious birdie; touch, sight, and sound. I sense her love even when she is not around.

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