Soar with Songs About Birds: A Playlist That Takes Flight

(Verse 1) Remember the good old days, we'd flip to Page 3, A bird with her tits out, such a sight to see, Her knockers out, making me hard, Every morning, she'd play her part. (Pre-Chorus) But now they've gone, it's all cleaned up, We miss those birds with their cups and pups, Let’s start a riot, let's make 'em see, We're fighting for the right to bring back Page 3! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Verse 2) They say it’s wrong, they say it’s crude, But we miss the laughs and the cheeky mood, It’s not about hate, it’s not obscene, Just a bit of flesh on a glossy sheen. (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Bridge) My daily wank over Page 3, Was ruined by feminists, don't you see? They took away our bit of fun, Now we’re left with none, oh none! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Outro) So hear us now, our voices loud, We want our page back, we want it proud, For every man, from land to sea, Join our campaign, bring back Page 3!

(Verse 1) Remember the good old days, we'd flip to Page 3, A bird with her tits out, such a sight to see, Her knockers out, making me hard, Every morning, she'd play her part. (Pre-Chorus) But now they've gone, it's all cleaned up, We miss those birds with their cups and pups, Let’s start a riot, let's make 'em see, We're fighting for the right to bring back Page 3! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Verse 2) They say it’s wrong, they say it’s crude, But we miss the laughs and the cheeky mood, It’s not about hate, it’s not obscene, Just a bit of flesh on a glossy sheen. (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Bridge) My daily wank over Page 3, Was ruined by feminists, don't you see? They took away our bit of fun, Now we’re left with none, oh none! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Outro) So hear us now, our voices loud, We want our page back, we want it proud, For every man, from land to sea, Join our campaign, bring back Page 3!

(Verse 1) Remember the good old days, we'd flip to Page 3, A bird with her tits out, such a sight to see, Her knockers out, making me hard, Every morning, she'd play her part. (Pre-Chorus) But now they've gone, it's all cleaned up, We miss those birds with their cups and pups, Let’s start a riot, let's make 'em see, We're fighting for the right to bring back Page 3! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Verse 2) They say it’s wrong, they say it’s crude, But we miss the laughs and the cheeky mood, It’s not about hate, it’s not obscene, Just a bit of flesh on a glossy sheen. (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Bridge) My daily wank over Page 3, Was ruined by feminists, don't you see? They took away our bit of fun, Now we’re left with none, oh none! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Outro) So hear us now, our voices loud, We want our page back, we want it proud, For every man, from land to sea, Join our campaign, bring back Page 3!

(Verse 1) Remember the good old days, we'd flip to Page 3, A bird with her tits out, such a sight to see, Her knockers out, making me hard, Every morning, she'd play her part. (Pre-Chorus) But now they've gone, it's all cleaned up, We miss those birds with their cups and pups, Let’s start a riot, let's make 'em see, We're fighting for the right to bring back Page 3! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Verse 2) They say it’s wrong, they say it’s crude, But we miss the laughs and the cheeky mood, It’s not about hate, it’s not obscene, Just a bit of flesh on a glossy sheen. (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Bridge) My daily wank over Page 3, Was ruined by feminists, don't you see? They took away our bit of fun, Now we’re left with none, oh none! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Outro) So hear us now, our voices loud, We want our page back, we want it proud, For every man, from land to sea, Join our campaign, bring back Page 3!

(Verse 1) Remember the good old days, we'd flip to Page 3, A bird with her tits out, such a sight to see, Her knockers out, making me hard, Every morning, she'd play her part. (Pre-Chorus) But now they've gone, it's all cleaned up, We miss those birds with their cups and pups, Let’s start a riot, let's make 'em see, We're fighting for the right to bring back Page 3! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Verse 2) They say it’s wrong, they say it’s crude, But we miss the laughs and the cheeky mood, It’s not about hate, it’s not obscene, Just a bit of flesh on a glossy sheen. (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Bridge) My daily wank over Page 3, Was ruined by feminists, don't you see? They took away our bit of fun, Now we’re left with none, oh none! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Outro) So hear us now, our voices loud, We want our page back, we want it proud, For every man, from land to sea, Join our campaign, bring back Page 3!

(Verse 1) Remember the good old days, we'd flip to Page 3, A bird with her tits out, such a sight to see, Her knockers out, making me hard, Every morning, she'd play her part. (Pre-Chorus) But now they've gone, it's all cleaned up, We miss those birds with their cups and pups, Let’s start a riot, let's make 'em see, We're fighting for the right to bring back Page 3! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Verse 2) They say it’s wrong, they say it’s crude, But we miss the laughs and the cheeky mood, It’s not about hate, it’s not obscene, Just a bit of flesh on a glossy sheen. (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Bridge) My daily wank over Page 3, Was ruined by feminists, don't you see? They took away our bit of fun, Now we’re left with none, oh none! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Outro) So hear us now, our voices loud, We want our page back, we want it proud, For every man, from land to sea, Join our campaign, bring back Page 3!

(Verse 1) Remember the good old days, we'd flip to Page 3, A bird with her tits out, such a sight to see, Her knockers out, making me hard, Every morning, she'd play her part. (Pre-Chorus) But now they've gone, it's all cleaned up, We miss those birds with their cups and pups, Let’s start a riot, let's make 'em see, We're fighting for the right to bring back Page 3! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Verse 2) They say it’s wrong, they say it’s crude, But we miss the laughs and the cheeky mood, It’s not about hate, it’s not obscene, Just a bit of flesh on a glossy sheen. (Pre-Chorus) We’re not prudes, we’re not uptight, We just want our bit of daily delight, Join the chant, shout with me, We want our models back on Page 3! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Bridge) My daily wank over Page 3, Was ruined by feminists, don't you see? They took away our bit of fun, Now we’re left with none, oh none! (Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3! (Outro) So hear us now, our voices loud, We want our page back, we want it proud, For every man, from land to sea, Join our campaign, bring back Page 3! (Final Chorus) Bring back Page 3, let the knockers be free, For the lads and the dads who just want to see, A bit of fun, a bit of glee, Come on now, Sun, bring back Page 3!

[Verse] AJ thinks he's cool but he's just a clown Everywhere he goes the boo birds come around His house smells like ketchup fountains runnin' wild Every room’s a red mess man it's defiled [Verse 2] AJ's got no game just ketchup stains Everyone’s laughing calling out his name Mr. Ketchup King can't get it right Lost in the sauce every single night [Chorus] Everyone hates AJ Covered in red all day Ketchup on his walls it’s cray What a mess no words to say [Verse 3] AJ’s friends left him all alone Nobody answers when he calls on the phone Red stains on his clothes man what a sight Can’t escape the ketchup not even in the night [Bridge] Why AJ why you gotta be that guy Red mess everywhere making kids cry Living in a ketchup nightmare all day long Can't get the stains out man what went wrong [Verse 4] AJ’s reputation is down the drain Covered in ketchup causing all the pain Nobody wants to hang with the ketchup dude Everywhere he goes man it's just too rude

[Verse] In a small town where the fields are green, Under the stars, life's a beautiful scene, Kevin met Claire on that golden summer night, Like a spark in the dark, it just felt so right. [Verse 2] They'd stroll down Main Street hand in hand, Talking 'bout dreams and making plans, A love so strong you could see it bright, Shining like the moon on a Tennessee night. [Chorus] Kevin's loving Claire, oh it's plain to see, Through the ups and downs, where they wanna be, Together forever, strong as the oak, Their love's a wildfire, not just a gentle smoke. [Verse 3] From the first "hello" to those whisperin' dreams, Their hearts stitched together like a seam, Building a home where the lovebirds sing, With Claire on his mind, Kevin’s livin' the dream. [Bridge] When the night's grown cold and days are long, Kevin sings to Claire, their favorite song, The road may be rough, but love's their guide, In this journey of life, they walk side by side. [Verse 4] As the years roll on and wrinkles show, Their love stays young, forever aglow, On the porch in a swing, watchin' sunsets fall, In each other’s arms, they have it all.

Frenchie the bulldog, he's so smart, Helping kids learn from the very start. With a wag of his tail and a joyful bark, Frenchie makes learning a walk in the park. Frenchie says, “A” is for apple, so red and sweet, “B” is for ball that rolls down the street. “C” is for cat, who loves to nap, Frenchie the bulldog gives a happy clap. Frenchie the bulldog, he's so smart, Helping kids learn from the very start. With a wag of his tail and a joyful bark, Frenchie makes learning a walk in the park. “D” is for dog, like me, Frenchie, “E” is for elephant, big and free. “F” is for frog, who hops so high, Frenchie the bulldog gives a joyful cry. Frenchie the bulldog, he's so smart, Helping kids learn from the very start. With a wag of his tail and a joyful bark, Frenchie makes learning a walk in the park. “G” is for goat, who loves to bleat, “H” is for hat that’s really neat. “I” is for igloo, cold and round, Frenchie the bulldog dances around. Frenchie the bulldog, he's so smart, Helping kids learn from the very start. With a wag of his tail and a joyful bark, Frenchie makes learning a walk in the park. “J” is for jelly, sweet and jiggly, “K” is for kite, flying so wiggly. “L” is for lion, strong and brave, Frenchie helps kids learn and save the day. Frenchie the bulldog, he's so smart, Helping kids learn from the very start. With a wag of his tail and a joyful bark, Frenchie makes learning a walk in the park. “M” is for monkey, swinging from trees, “N” is for nest, where birds find peace. “O” is for octopus, under the sea, Frenchie the bulldog learns with glee. Frenchie the bulldog, he's so smart, Helping kids learn from the very start. With a wag of his tail and a joyful bark, Frenchie makes learning a walk in the park. “P” is for panda, eating bamboo, “Q” is for queen, with a crown so true. “R” is for rainbow, colorful and bright, Frenchie makes learning feel just right. Frenchie the bulldog, he's so smart, Helping kids learn from the very start. With a wag of his tail and a joyful bark, Frenchie makes learning a walk in the park. “S” is for sun, shining all day, “T” is for train, chugging away. “U” is for umbrella, keeping us dry, Frenchie the bulldog reaches for the sky. Frenchie the bulldog, he's so smart, Helping kids learn from the very start. With a wag of his tail and a joyful bark, Frenchie makes learning a walk in the park. “V” is for violin, playing a tune, “W” is for whale, under the moon. “X” is for xylophone, making a sound, “Y” is for yawn, when bedtime comes around. Frenchie the bulldog, he's so smart, Helping kids learn from the very start. With a wag of his tail and a joyful bark, Frenchie makes learning a walk