First sunny day of the year
Outside with my cat
Changing gears
Spring's getting near
First sunny day of the year
Green birds are building a mansion
Making noises
Attracting attention
I think they are building a mansion
The sun is burning my legs in black jeans
I have a feeling
Winter will be torn at the seams
Cause the sun is burning my legs in black jeans
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