I got wings, I got arms, I got shrinks I got bombs, I got guns, I got brains So there`s no point in your warbird She`s no point in denying I got guns, I got bombs, I got brains And I won`t fall for you And I won`t fall for you
Take me up to a warmer place I got eggs, I got feathers, I got brains And there`s no point in your warbird She`s no point in denying I got guns, I got bombs, I got brains And I won`t fall for you And I won`t fall for you For you, for you Or you
I got brains, I got feathers, I got hands I got friends, I got ammo, I got plans So there`s no point in your warbird She`s no point in denying I got guns, I got arms, I got plans And I won`t fall for you And I won`t fall for you And I won`t fall for you And I won`t fly for you
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