Bye bye Birdie
The army's got you now
I'll try, Birdie
To forget somehow
Huh

No more sighing
Each time you move those lips
No more dying
When you twitch those hips

Your swivel and your sway
Your super-duper class
There's nothing left to say
But Conrad, you're a gas!

Bye bye Birdie
Ta-ta, old sweetie pie
Bye bye Birdie
Time for me to fly
Time for me to fly-y-y-y-y
Time to say good-bye

Bye now