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She won't find out and he wouldn't know And I'm not jealous, no not at all On the landing The chairs on the lawn Out the windows and through the doors I'm not jealous No, not at all We're up early We're up with the birds They don't mind us, no not at all By the bedside And down on the floor He won't find out and she won't know We're not jealous No, not at all We just feel a little itching in our bones We're up early; we're up with the birds! We're up early; we're up with the birds! From Letras Mania