Well, it’s your birthday, Jim
I have a bottle of Saurian brandy 
with your name on it–
how about I come after dinner?

You don’t look a day older than
than when we met, even
though your first officer
is enough to drive a man
plumb crazy

And I know you hate it,
but I’m going to need you
in sick bay for a couple of hours
in two weeks for your physical–
now you just listen to your doc, hear?

I’ll come by your quarters after
Janice brings her cake–
might even trouble you for a
slice

                                               ~Bones