paroles de chanson My Coo Coo Bird - Cab Calloway
We
stole
his
bird,
Coo-coo!
A
mighty
fine
bird,
Coo-coo,
coo-coo,
coo-coo!
We
stole
this
bird
from
the
coo-coo
clock,
and
Brother
Treadway
put
it
in
hoc.
Stop
all
trains,
close
all
roads,
There′s
a
mystery
up
in
Harlem
way.
So
just
relax
and
take
it
slow,
Please
dig
what
I
have
to
say:
Now,
who
stole
the
bird
from
the
coo-coo
clock?
My
coo-coo
bird
could
swing.
At
three
o'
clock
he′d
come
on
the
hour,
And
here's
the
way
he'd
sing:
Coo-coo!
Coo-coo!
Coo-coo!
My
coo-coo
bird
could
swing.
See?
My
little
bird
couldn′t
eat
no
food,
He
only
loved
to
swing.
At
six
o′
clock,
he'd
come
on
the
hour,
And
here′s
the
way
he'd
sing:
Coo-coo,
coo-coo!
Coo-coo,
coo-coo!
Coo-coo,
coo-coo!
He
only
loved
to
swing.
Now,
who
stole
the
bird?
Won′t
you
bring
him
on
back?
That
bird
could
solid
swing.
At
nine
o'
clock
he′d
come
on
out,
And
here's
the
way
he'd
sing:
Coo-coo,
coo-coo,
coo-coo!
Coo-coo,
coo-coo,
coo-coo!
Coo-coo,
coo-coo,
coo-coo!
My
coo-coo
bird
could
swing.
I
want
my
coo-coo,
coo-coo,
coo-coo!
Coo-coo,
coo-coo,
coo-coo!
Coo-coo,
coo-coo,
coo-coo!
My
coo-coo
bird
could
swing!
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