Because You Can See Birds Anywhere
Parking Lot Lifer by Kit Dunsmore (to the tune of “Paperback Writer” by The Beatles)
Parking lot lifer, parking lot lifer The Chihuahuan raven I had never seen Though I’d scoured the south; I was really keen Then I heard a croak from a gas station sign And I craned my neck That’s how I got a parking lot lifer Parking lot lifer
Two extended visits to Hawaiian lands But endangered Nēnēs I could not command We drove for miles, not a goose in sight, Till we chose to stop And it became a parking lot lifer Parking lot lifer
The band-tailed pigeon should be an easy one But they were no where near where we had gone The only pigeons were the classic ones Till we stopped the car And we got another parking lot lifer Parking lot lifer
To find new birds you can drive for miles You can hike and toil and use your wiles You can get up early and stay up late Or just stop for gas And get yourself a parking lot lifer Parking lot lifer
