Busy little humming bird
buzzing like a bee
Creep up to my window
To take a look at me

Stare into my soul
While your wings beat with my heart

Once you drink the nectar
I know our time will part

Busy little humming bird
When does your world still?

I want to know where do you go
To charge up all that will?

It wouldn’t be for beauty rest
Your feathers are on fleek

And if you were my lover girl
I’d kiss your fucking beak