Another Outstanding song from Indoorable: Thank you! -Ang
She’s got a deet that it seems to me, Reminds me of Hideout memories, Where
rabbits and voles are all fresh under Chula skys,
Now and then when I see her face, It makes me log in to that Parlor place, And if I stay for long, I’d probably get to see her fly,
Whoa, oh, oh, sweet owl o’ mine, Who, who, whoo, whoo, Our Dee is fine
She’s got eyes, and as she fly’s the sky’s, With a triangulating brain, I’d hate to look into those eyes and feel her talon pain, Her hare reminds me there is no safe place, Where bunnies run to hide, And prey will hope for that hunting owl to quietly pass them by,
Hoot, who, who who, sweet owl o’ mine,Who, whoo, whoo, let’s watch her dine,
Where did she go? Where did she go now? Where did she go?
I yi yi Where did she go? Where did Dee go now? Where did she go?