A caged bird wishes to be free,
To fly with the wind and flee,
Let me fly like a bee,
And explore where my eyes can see,
Over the horizon to the green golf tee,
I'll set camp and build an Indian tepee,
Singing alone with a voice of three,
Someone yonder will think it a glee,
Who says only women are twee,
Emotions are emotions even if wee,
I want to feel freedom if only you agree,
Being a caged bird I envy thee,
Taking your family on a shopping spree,
Leaving me in bondage at no fee,
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