Track 1102/8Sky High

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I got the high style to make you smile When I'm a mile above the ground Do you want to come up in the white blue sky? I wanna shake you, gonna take you Way beyond the speed of sound So come on, take off your wings and fly Take a ride on the wings of freedom With me now high in the stratosphere That's me making little white lines up in the air I like to watch the world go 'round Yeah, baby, I'm a global overseer And I start high, yeah, yeah Got the break-off ready for take-off All engines go Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one I take no particular perpendicular From the planet below But then I head on out toward the sun Take a ride on the wings of freedom With me now high in the stratosphere That's me making little white lines up in the air I like to watch the world go 'round Yeah, baby, I'm a global overseer And I start high, yeah, yeah Start high, yeah, yeah Start high, yeah, yeah Start high, yeah, yeah Come on, fly with me, babe Start high, yeah, yeah Take a ride on the wings of freedom With me now high in the stratosphere That's me making little white lines up in the air I like to watch the world go 'round Yeah, baby, I'm a global overseer And I start high, yeah, yeah Start high, yeah, yeah Start high, yeah, yeah Start high, yeah, yeah Come on, fly with me, babe Start high, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Start high, yeah, yeah When I fly Start high, yeah, yeah Start high, yeah, yeah