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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
or...

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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