Bluebird lyrics

(G. Thomas)
Pablo ain`t got no savoir-faire
and his pants smell strange -
no he doesn`t really care
Turn on the TV -
Pablo`s there
And if you want some work done
just watch him disappear
Pablo? Pablo!
He`ll slink into your living room,
hide under a throw pillow
He`ll match your upholstery
He`ll steal your remote control
He`ll steal your remote control
He`ll steal your remote control!
Watch out!
He`s one in a billion
Beware of the Couch Chameleon
(repeat)
Pablo sits there in his underwear
and his socks don`t match
and he hasn`t washed his hair
But you can walk in the room
and you won`t notice him there
And when the girls sit down
Pablo grins from ear to ear