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verse 1: |
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Up in the sky it's bird it's a plane |
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Yea it's a plane |
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I'm not afraid to fly im not afraid |
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Yea I guess I'm afraid |
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Fear is a good thing |
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It teaches us humility |
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And it can keep us sane |
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So I'll fly high if I have to |
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If I could I take the train |
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verse 2: |
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Livin away from home on the road all the time |
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Ah, all the time |
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Driving up and down and back and forth |
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no reason or rhyme |
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Yea you guess right |
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Makes a grown man confront his fears |
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Consider options he'd normally decline |
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I'm gonna find my ticket to fly |
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I'm gonna fly |
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I'm gonna fly |
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chorus: |
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Strap me in, tie me down |
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and roll me a bone |
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I'm gettin on an airplane |
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and I'm flying home |
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Strap me in, tie me down |
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I'm learning to fly |
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Drive across the country |
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I get too fuckin high |
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(too fuckin high) I don't wanna die |
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(too fuckin high) too fuckin high |
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(too fuckin high) too fuckin high |
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(too fuckin high) Yea |
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verse 3: |
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fly me so high yea 20' 30 thousand |
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that's pretty high |
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when they take off my chest sinks |
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my ears pop I pray |
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I lie |
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I think about the network news to torture myself |
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and to pass the time |
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they tell me my seat cusion is a floatation device |
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pray to God they ain't lying |
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repeat chorus |
