| I don’t feel fear or panic
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| And nothing brings me down
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| I’m an aerospaceage warrior
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| I can fly sideways through sound
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| My reflexes and reactions
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| Are as fast as a machine
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| I’m the right stuff baby
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| The right stuff
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| I’m the right stuff baby
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| The right stuff
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| Just watch my trail
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| When the dial needle flickers
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| Around mach one or two
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| And something happens suddenly
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| I know exactly what to do
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| My hands move without thinking
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| And my feet like lightning too
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| I’m the right stuff baby
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| The right stuff
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| The right stuff baby
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| The right stuff
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| I never fail
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| My nerves are made of steel
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| And my eyes are eagle sharp
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| And what would freak the average man
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| Does not affect my heart
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| Not even if this jinxy jet
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| Should shake itself apart
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| 'cause I’m the right stuff baby
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| The right stuff
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| The right stuff baby
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| The right stuff
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| As hard as nails
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| I never fail
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| Just watch my trail |