there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
To let anybody see you
There's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and
inhale cigarette smoke
and the whores the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's in there
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him, I say
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
You want to screw up the works?
You want to blow my booksales in Europe
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep
I say, I know that you're there
so don't be so sad
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?