Saturday mornin', first stop
Look at the line of peacocks
A cuppa joe, cocktail, motel pool
All the cool kids tryin' to stay cool
Cigarette smoke and dance floor hump
Man, the kids sure like that big thump
And barely there, bikini pink
Aw, man, what would your dad think
Birds of a feather
Birds of a feather, now
Birds of a feather
They flock together
Miss You remix, DJ star
Do those kids even know who the Stones are
And some girls, they would sure be flattered
Mick and Keith- they'd be shattered
Girls who like boys who dig boys who like girls
In the woke sun, it's all a blur
And quick, snap, filter one-two-three
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me . . .
Birds of a feather
Birds of a feather, now
Birds of a feather
They flock together
Birds of a feather
Birds of a feather, now
Birds of a feather
They flock together
hopedaddy - Peacocks Lyrics
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Saturday mornin', first stop
Look at the line of peacocks
A cuppa joe, cocktail, motel pool
All the cool kids tryin' to stay cool
Cigarette smoke and dance floor hump
Man, the kids sure like that big thump
And barely there, bikini pink
Aw, man, what would your dad think
Birds of a feather
Birds of a feather, now
Birds of a feather
They flock together
Miss You remix, DJ star
Do those kids even know who the Stones are
And some girls, they would sure be flattered
Mick and Keith- they'd be shattered
Girls who like boys who dig boys who like girls
In the woke sun, it's all a blur
And quick, snap, filter one-two-three
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me . . .
Birds of a feather
Birds of a feather, now
Birds of a feather
They flock together
Birds of a feather
Birds of a feather, now
Birds of a feather
They flock together
Look at the line of peacocks
A cuppa joe, cocktail, motel pool
All the cool kids tryin' to stay cool
Cigarette smoke and dance floor hump
Man, the kids sure like that big thump
And barely there, bikini pink
Aw, man, what would your dad think
Birds of a feather
Birds of a feather, now
Birds of a feather
They flock together
Miss You remix, DJ star
Do those kids even know who the Stones are
And some girls, they would sure be flattered
Mick and Keith- they'd be shattered
Girls who like boys who dig boys who like girls
In the woke sun, it's all a blur
And quick, snap, filter one-two-three
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me . . .
Birds of a feather
Birds of a feather, now
Birds of a feather
They flock together
Birds of a feather
Birds of a feather, now
Birds of a feather
They flock together
Writer: Mark Need
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