I remember back a long time ago,
In the days of my childhood.
In the evening when the sun was sinking low,
Walking in the wildwood.
Skippin and flippin through the flowers,
Wed go hand in hand.
Looking back on all the happy hours,
Anyone could understand,
You and me, babe.
Sure nuff got to be, babe,
Birds of a feather.
We should be together
Like birds of a feather.
Got to be together
Like birds of a feather.
You and I didn't have a lot of friends,
Didn't have too much to say.
So they never would let us join in,
All the games they used to play.
Seems like it was only yesterday,
Down at Lincoln Junior High.
I remember what the kids used to say,
As wed go strolling by,
Time goes rolling by.
They say that you and I must go our separate ways.
But birds of a feather will always be together.
Your folks didn't want me hanging round.
Said that I was bad for you.
So wed meet on the other side of town,
Down a long dark avenue.
But they can't keep the two of us apart,
As long as you really love me,
I got a feeling way down in my heart,
That's the way it's gonna be
