Where no bird flies by my window
No s**t is tied to my tree

The story:

On a long drive back from college to home with my father and grandmother, my dad popped in one of his Jimmy Buffett CDs. This song Lone Palm came on-hadn't heard it before. The lyric above is part of the chorus. After a round or two, my grandmother thought she had caught on and started singing, "No s**t is tied to my tree." My father and I tried so hard not to laugh but we couldn't keep it in. She still didn't understand what was so funny