Paul Ebersold - You Make Me lyrics

There's a songbird nesting in the head of a scarecrow Low and free, woe is me Now I'm happy as a bluebird in a bottle-tree Baby, you make me, baby, you make me You make me, baby, you make me Nature knows I'm prone to over-an*lyzing the roses Que'est-ce que, c'est, c'est la vie There's just something about your loving Let the bumble be Baby, you make me, baby, you make me You make me, baby, you make me An escapee, the most to me Was rusted shut and love left for dead bolted You jiggle with the key There's a red door standing in a halo of kudzu What to do with the mystery? Just gon' cakewalk on through it to the jubilee Baby, you make me, baby, you make me You make me, baby, you made me An escapee, when most of me Was rusted shut and love left for dead bolted You jiggle with a key No more songbirds nesting in the head of scarecrow We're free, woe is me Now I'm happy as a bluebird in a bottle-tree Baby, you make me, baby, you make me You make me, baby, you make me