If you have any flaws, we haven’t noticed them    There is nothing at all you are lacking in Louis Kabu   We are looking at you and we see an august gentleman   Miss Birdy concurs and she’ll say so openly   Through an ear horn in gentrified ebonics she purrs   “Monsieur Louis, I adore you, I just adore you”   Everything you attempt always ends in success    And everyone that you meet always leaves feeling blessed   Louis Kabu, we are looking at you    And you know that I remember when we first met your kid   It was in Chinatown, she was a cute lost little orphan    So we gave her a home      I could travel the world    And yet still fail to see a soul    That is half as kind or as fancy free as Louis Kabu   We are looking at you    And you know that I remember when we first met the kid    It was in Chinatown, she was a cute lost little orphan    So we gave her a home      Now, I haven’t a qualm in declaring    That there is no one at all quite as caring as Louis Kabu    We are looking at you and we see a dashing gentleman   Miss Nico bemoans because you love Bird more than her    But when you deign to allow her a visit, she avers    “Monsieur Louis, I adore you, I just adore you”    If you have any claws we haven’t noticed them    There is nothing at all you are lacking in Louis Kabu   No, no, not our Louis Kabu