On the 17th, my robin chicks flew away. This is the last picture I snapped of them on the morning of their departure:
I miss watching them grow but the good news is I found a new nest.
donnaville
sugar and spice and everything groovy
On the 17th, my robin chicks flew away. This is the last picture I snapped of them on the morning of their departure:
I miss watching them grow but the good news is I found a new nest.
Rhino Records presents…
“Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Up, up to the sky!”
Holy misheard lyric, Batman! I always heard, “Thigh rubbin’ Thigh”
I like your much kinkier version better.
P.S. Scuse me, while I kiss this guy…
What makes music from the past 40 years so darned fun? Because lyrics can mean just about anything you want them to mean.
http://www.kissthisguy.com