There's a half dressed momma runnin' through a front yard

Wavin' a briefcase a hollerin'

There's a mailman stumblin' to a truck with a dog on his leg

That sure could use a collerin'

I know there's times that you

Wish you had my point of view

And I can see two skin-kneed boys down by the creek

Smokin daddy's cigarette butts

And down there's a man cussin me

Cause he just got his car all washed and waxed up

But I ain't done nothing wrong

I'm just a bird singing my song



Lookin' down at the world below

Here they come and there they go 

I'm a people watcher

It's been a hobby of mine

For quite some time

And I might go out on a limb

Just to get a better look at them

Oh no, I'm a little to close

I better fly away



There's a "See Rock City" birdhouse

Where I'd like to hang out

But Jonny shoots BB's

And Mrs. Cole's got a cement bowl where I'd love to take a bath

But her cat might eat me

So I'll just stay up here at least until the coast is clear



Lookin' down at the world below

Here they come and there they go

I'm a people watcher

It's been a hobby of mine

For quite some time

And I might go out on a limb

Just to get a better look at them



Oh yeah, there's a million stories I could tell

Some of them I keep to myself

Just remember whatever you do

Somebody's looking over you, yeah

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Looking down at the world below

Here they come and there they go

I'm a people watcher

It's been a hobby of mine

For quite some time

And I might go out on a limb

Just to get a better look at them

Oh no, I'm a little to close

I better fly away



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