Composer : N/A

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I know what is to be broke and then be bold

Tell you that my silver is gold

Though I'm much too old for make believe

And I know what it's like to be hold and not be held

Funny how a stomach can fail

Seems that it's not cause it's swoll and swollen

You-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo got me

Shootin' 'cross the sky like a star

But nobody told me to never let it get too far

See my silhouette, so you're standing scared of me

Mmm hmm

Can I tell you a secret?

My wings are made of plastic,

My wings are made of plastic,

My wings are made of plastic,

My wings are made of plastic, oh

My wings are made of plastic,

My wings are made of plastic,

My wings are made of plastic,

My wings are made of plastiiiiic, plastic

My wings are made of plastic,

My wings are made of plastic,

My wings are made of plastic, oh

My wings are made ooooof

and so am I