That's not right
Hey hey, another dirty bird, ain't givin' out a taste
Another dirty bird, ain't givin' out a taste
And I said nah nah, hey hey
You know you could've been a wonder
And I said nah nah, hey hey
Tucked in between your dirty sheets
But no one's even done nuttin' to ya
And I'm between the hollers and the screams
And I said nah nah, hey hey
Hey hey, you're givin' all your cinnamon away
All night you're jammin' on your feet
In the black of the night till the red morning light
Another dirty bird, ain't giving out a taste
You couldn't take it on the tight rope
Hey hey, you're givin' all your cinnamon away
Oh, once they've had all their fun, hun
And I said nah nah, hey hey
Another dirty bird, ain't giving out a taste
And I said nah nah, hey hey
In the black of the night till the red morning light
Uh hey, keep on givin' away and givin' it away
You're givin' all your cinnamon away
Well, in the black of the night till the red morning light
You're givin' all your cinnamon away
That's not right
Publishers: FOLLOWILL MUSIC, GREEN WAGON MUSIC, MARTHA STREET MUSIC, MUSIC OF WINDSWEPT, SONGS OF COMBUSTION MUSIC, UNIVERSAL-POLYGRAM INT'L PUB INC
Takin' your circus to the sky
And I said nah nah, hey hey
You got your cozy little corner
You're at the bottom of the cage
Another dirty bird, ain't giving out a taste
That's not right
You always like it undercover
And put a twenty dollar trick
Hangin' out just like a street sign
I hear you're blowin' like a feather
You're givin' all your cinnamon away
Songwriters: Caleb Followill, Nathan Followill, Angelo Petraglia
And then they rub it in your face
In the black of the night till the red morning light
And I said nah nah, hey hey
No you had to take it on the side