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I think I found the culpritLooks like you, it must be youAin't found nothing better yetWhat's the matter with you, you got nothing to do?Two crumbs on my window sillTwo birds sitting there perfectly stillOne of them up to no goodThe other one doing what he totally shouldI think I found the culpritLooks like you, it must be youAin't found nothing better yetWhat's the matter with you, you got nothing to do?Birds of a feather may lay togetherBut the uglier one is always under the gunBirds of a feather may lay togetherBut the uglier one is always under the gunBirds of a feather may lay togetherBut the uglier one is always under the gunBirds of a feather may lay togetherBut the uglier one is always under the gunI think I found the culpritLooks like you, it must be youLetras de cancionesAin't found nothing better yetWhat's the matter with you, you got nothing to do?Birds of a feather may lay togetherBut the uglier one is always under the gunBirds of a feather may lay togetherBut the uglier one is always under the gunBirds of a feather may lay togetherBut the uglier one is always under the gun From Letras Mania