Capital I

We all live in a capital I In the middle of the desert
In the center of the sky.
All day long we polish up the I To make it clean and shiny
So it brightens up the sky.
Rubbing it here
And scrubbing it there.
Polishing the I So high in the air.
And as we work we sing a lively tune
It is great to be so happy on a busy afternoon.
And when we’re through with the day’s only chore,
We go into the I And we close the door.
Capital I, capital I, capital I, capital I.