Low-flying Birds Lyrics - Singles - Gary Brooker

(Brooker) 

Black suspenders and high-heeled walk 

A painted mouth that says it wants to talk 

The offer's made and it's hard to miss 

but bear in mind that you're running a risk with those 

Low flying birds 

I wouldn't shoot at 'em 

Low fling birds 

they're far too dangerous 

A tight sweater that tell it all 

Just like a trophy hanging on the wall 

The scented hair that leaves a trail behind 

something to follow if you don't mind those 

Low flying birds 

I wouldn't shoot at 'em 

Low fling birds 

they're far too dangerous 

Low flying birds 

What would you do with them 

Low flying birds 

You'd only ruin them 

The tightest denim that Levi's make 

Slowly peeling to reveal the shape 

The blackest hair that's just been done 

With make-up looking like a sticky bun, and they're 

Low flying birds ... 

in black suspenders 

Low flying birds 

in tight sweaters ...