| Gimme skin between my legs
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| And arms and see me glide
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| Just 'cause it’s not soaring
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| Doesn’t mean it can’t be flight
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| Ten feet from tree to tree
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| Is moving to efficiency
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| Half a wing is everything
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| If it’s all that you need
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| Gimme wings, I wanna fly
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| Into the air, I wanna rise
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| Getting of the ground used to be so easy
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| You just had to earn your wings
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| Getting off the ground, defying gravity
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| It is everybody’s dream
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| Living on cloud eight
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| Still waiting for my nine
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| Nesting in this moment
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| Waiting in line, give me time
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| Wind currents always keep me lifted
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| If I can feel it
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| The abnormality of flying
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| Is best explained by watching
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| Avionic aspirations
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| Following fowl play
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| Structures of steel and strut
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| The Wright way through the day
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| Gimme wings, I wanna fly
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| Into the air, I wanna rise
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| Getting of the ground used to be so easy
|
| You just had to earn your wings
|
| Getting off the ground, defying gravity
|
| It is everybody’s dream
|
| Living on cloud eight
|
| Still waiting for my nine
|
| Nesting in this moment
|
| Waiting in line, give me time
|
| Getting of the ground used to be so easy
|
| You just had to earn your wings
|
| Getting off the ground, defying gravity
|
| It is everybody’s dream
|
| Living on cloud eight
|
| Still waiting for my nine
|
| Nesting in this moment
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| Waiting in line — Give me time |