If you're the bird,
Whenever we pretend its summer,
Then I'm the worm.
I know the part; it's such a b**mer,
But fair is fair.
If my segments get separated,
I'll scream, and you'll be there.
Close your eyes. (Close my eyes)
Slide the cotton off of your shoulder,
And feel the shine. (Feel the shine)
I'm hooked so toss me over,
And cast a line. (Oh I'll try)
Oh throw a party and greet my undersea friends. (It depends)
As they arrive. (If they arrive)
You and I left our troubles far behind. (Troubles far behind)
But I still have just one more question on my mind.
For all my pals who live in the oceans and the seas.
With friends like these, well, who needs enemies?
If I'm your boy,
Let's take a short cut we remember,
And we'll enjoy.
Pickin' apples in late September,
Like we've done for years,
Then we'll take a long walk through the corn field,
And I'll kiss you between the ears.
If you're my girl,
Swirl me around your room with feeling,
And as we twirl,
the glow in the dark stars on your ceiling will shine for us.
As love sweeps over the room,
'Cause we tend to make each other blush. (You make me blush)
You and I left our troubles far behind. (Troubles far behind)
But I still have just one more question on my mind.
For all my pals who live in the oceans and the seas.
With fronds like these, well, who needs anemones?
You're the bird, I'm the worm,
And it's plain to see,
That we were meant to be.
We were meant to be.
We were meant to be.
If you're the bird, if you're the bird,
Then I'm the worm.
We were meant to be.
Whenever we pretend its summer,
Then I'm the worm.
I know the part; it's such a b**mer,
But fair is fair.
If my segments get separated,
I'll scream, and you'll be there.
Close your eyes. (Close my eyes)
Slide the cotton off of your shoulder,
And feel the shine. (Feel the shine)
I'm hooked so toss me over,
And cast a line. (Oh I'll try)
Oh throw a party and greet my undersea friends. (It depends)
As they arrive. (If they arrive)
You and I left our troubles far behind. (Troubles far behind)
But I still have just one more question on my mind.
For all my pals who live in the oceans and the seas.
With friends like these, well, who needs enemies?
If I'm your boy,
Let's take a short cut we remember,
And we'll enjoy.
Pickin' apples in late September,
Like we've done for years,
Then we'll take a long walk through the corn field,
And I'll kiss you between the ears.
If you're my girl,
Swirl me around your room with feeling,
And as we twirl,
the glow in the dark stars on your ceiling will shine for us.
As love sweeps over the room,
'Cause we tend to make each other blush. (You make me blush)
You and I left our troubles far behind. (Troubles far behind)
But I still have just one more question on my mind.
For all my pals who live in the oceans and the seas.
With fronds like these, well, who needs anemones?
You're the bird, I'm the worm,
And it's plain to see,
That we were meant to be.
We were meant to be.
We were meant to be.
If you're the bird, if you're the bird,
Then I'm the worm.
We were meant to be.