Pterodaustro

Get ready for my takeoff Step back I'm not my best at it yet I'm a little turbulent I need a wide open space To spread my wings Things like my long neck And lengthy torso And my short legs Make it hard to launch But I won't let it stop me Once I get going I'm flying Like an albatross Mastering my long-haul flight Once I'm up here I get a good look At the Early Cretaceous lakes below That I call home When I land I find the best spot In the shallow water Dunk in my long bill and take a big gulp Tiny invertebrates filter through My comb-toothed mouth My lower jaw is one big bristly brush 1000 long thin teeth Flexible but still made of dentine It's nothing like you've ever seen Yeah, we can't really not talk about this eye-catching beak Hooked sharply upwards, almost the length of my skull It's extraordinary Then the rest of my body Is quite small and light I'm so agile when I catch great heights Once I get going I'm flying Like an albatross Mastering my long-haul flight Once I'm up here I get a good look At the Early Cretaceous lakes below That I call home I get called a flamingo pterodaustro It might be true I might be a rosy hue From all these tasty brine shrimp I'm slurping up every day Must be why I don't need a fancy head crest To catch all the attention Not when I'm this bright beautiful colour Once I get going I'm flying Like an albatross Mastering my long-haul flight Once I'm up here I get a good look At the Early Cretaceous lakes below That I call home