| That boy’s baggage dragging you down
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| Should have left him in the lost and found
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| Solo, so long, you’re lonely now
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| You’re jonesin' for a piece of open sky
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| A little bit runway shy
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| It’s high time you kissed gravity goodbye
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| By the seat of your blue jeans
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| On the wings of a big dream
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| Leaving them smoke rings in the clouds behind
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| You’re copilot is your heart of gold
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| Watch the world disappear below
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| Come on baby, don’t you know
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| Oh, that’s the only way to fly
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| A leap of faith and go and launch yourself
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| Pick a star right of the shelf
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| You’ll be over the moon by sunrise
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| A tailwind and a little grace will get you all the way to outer space
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| So mission control it’s T-minus 10, 9, 8…
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| By the seat of your blue jeans
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| On the wings of a big dream
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| Leaving them smoke rings in the clouds behind
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| You’re copilot is your heart of gold
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| Watch the world disappear below
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| Come on baby, don’t you know
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| Oh, that’s the only way to fly
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| By the seat of your blue jeans
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| On the wings of a big dream
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| Leaving them smoke rings in the clouds behind
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| You’re copilot is your heart of gold
|
| Watch the world disappear below
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| Come on baby, don’t you know
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| Yeah, that’s the only way to fly
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| That’s the only way to fly, fly, fly, yeah |