That birdie's tweets are mine The city streets, both your feet They're all emphatically mine

I caress it, 'cause I possess it, I'm Stingy, and it's mine, And this instrumental break is also mine,

The floor and ceiling are mine, All your feelings are mine, You always knew it, that's all there is to it, It's mine mine mine mine mine, That's what I said, it's mine.