Falling Off A Log

I will never be as cute as you, according to the board of human relations
I will never fly as high as you, according to the board of public citations

These are just the rules and regulations of the birds and the bees
The earth and the trees -not to mention the gods.

All my little life I've wanted to roam even if it was just inside my own home
Then one little day I chanced to look back saw you sittin' there, being a sad culprit

These are just the rules and regulations
Yeah, these are just the rules and regulations
And I, like every one
Yes I, like every one must follow them