| Whether anyone will wonder worries me
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| It’s my hide, no joy ride
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| I can’t explain how high I flied
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| Down inside I’m tongue-tied
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| Will a downrange party welcome wakin' me?
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| When I crash with heat rash
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| Will you grab me, hold me down?
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| Will your breath be the only sound?
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| The rocket roar has faded
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| My sweet tell me I’ve made it
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| Downrange party, pass the night with me
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| Downrange party, fly away
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| Why I took off ain’t mystifyin' me
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| It’s my gig, makes me feel big
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| I can’t deny my natural drive
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| Unfulfilled I can’t abide
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| The rocket roar is not to fool
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| 'Cause I sure got you got my tool
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| Downrange party, pass the night with me
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| Downrange party, fly away
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| Will a downrange party feel the same as me?
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| When I come and then some
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| Will I want to hold you down?
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| Hear my breath it’s the only sound
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| The rocket roar has faded
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| My sweet tell me I’ve made it
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| Downrange party, pass the night with me
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| Downrange party, fly away |