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Miss Byrd
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Soundtrack
Miss Byrd was released on August 2, 1990 by Masterworks Broadway as a part of the album Closer Than Ever (Original Off-Broadway Cast Recording)
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Release DateAugust 2, 1990
LabelMasterworks Broadway
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM125

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sally Mayes
Sally Mayes
Vocals
Closer Than Ever Orchestra
Closer Than Ever Orchestra
Performer
Patrick S. Brady
Patrick S. Brady
Piano
Robert Renino
Robert Renino
Bass
Scott Frankel
Scott Frankel
Synthesizer
Jim Young
Jim Young
Drums
Brian Koonin
Brian Koonin
Guitar
Dennis C. Anderson
Dennis C. Anderson
Woodwinds
Lou Marini
Lou Marini
Woodwinds
Russ Rizner
Russ Rizner
French Horn
Charles McCracken
Charles McCracken
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Maltby Jr.
Richard Maltby Jr.
Lyrics
David Shire
David Shire
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jay David Saks
Jay David Saks
Producer
Paul Goodman
Paul Goodman
Recording Engineer
James Nichols
James Nichols
Recording Engineer
Ken Hahn
Ken Hahn
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

The sign says I'm "Miss Byrd"
That's my name
I'm one of those people
Who all look the same
At work I'm hardly seen
I come and go
But I know something that people don't know
Everyone who sees me thinks
That I'm that dull Miss Byrd
I could blow that myth apart
But I don't say a word
I sit here at my desk
And no one knows
Not twenty minutes ago
I was not wearing clothes
I was in someone's arms
In someone's bed
Oh, what the thought of it does to my head
If it's true a bird makes music
When her heart takes wing
This bird is singing
Miss Byrd is singing
I'm singing, "I'm in love!"
But I'm not sayin' a thing
Uh uh
Ooh ho ho
Down in apartment "A"
The super's aptly named
Last week I went to the basement
More hours than I claimed
He says I'm super too
He calls me "hot"
I show those basement apartments a lot
Back at work I'm crisp and fresh
Reliable Miss Byrd
Seals are dancing in my flesh
But I don't say a word
I'm showing penthouse "C"
As I begin
I still feel his hands sliding over my skin
My nipples start to throb
Inside my bra
That's when I start to go "La-dah-dee-dah"
If you never felt the lift
A little lunch can bring
This bird is singing
Miss Byrd is singing
I'm singing, "I'm on fire!"
But I'm not sayin' a thing
No, no, no, no, no, no, oh, oh, ooh
This is a floor-through five
I call it more a six
The broken kitchenette tiles they will fix
Lots of girls who first seem shy
Have secrets, I have found
If you think I'm special I
Suggest you look around
That little office temp
Who seems so dumb
How come a trip to McDonald's
Is making her hum?
And Mrs. Smith in sales
Who's turning gray
Why is she smiling that curious way?
If it's true the drabbest songbirds
Come alive in spring
The birds are singing
Miss Byrd is singing
I'm singing, "I'm in love!"
But I'm not sayin' a thing
No, no, no, no, no, no, ooh hoo
Mum's the word
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard? Unh!
Shi-ga-boo, shi-ga-boo, shi-ga-boo, da, da, da
Ha da da ba ba ba ba oh
Shh
Written by: David Shire, Richard Maltby Jr.
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