Bugsy Seagul

I really am a lucky guy
Above the clouds and in the sky
I get to travel every day
And in the end
I get my way

I eat the crumbs
Upon the beach
Feed me once
I'm then a leach

I'm really not a pigeon
A much more pretty face
I never sit on statues
Prefer the open space

I know I'd never
Be your pet
Can we be friends?
You bet

For just a little treat today
I promise not to fly away
Hate to beg you every day
It's just the buggy seagull way