Jimmy Buffett – Wings (Guitar)

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I've been up around the stratosphere at 31,000 feet

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I'm gonna fly on out of here on wings that you can't see

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If you're gonna fly high without fear, you're gonna have to learn to love the atmosphere

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And you gotta learn to use those wings that you can't see

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I been shreddin' on the mountains of the moon on a weekend whim

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I been lookin' out for life on Mars, ground con- troll to Major Jim

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All these things could be yours too, if you'd just take another point of view

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Every- body's got a pair of wings that they can't see

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I've got wings that you can't see

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I have wheels on my feet

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Way up high I feel free

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On these wings you can't see

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I don't need no runway, I got fuel here in my bong

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I can buzz at treetop flyer level all day long

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Now I'm lookin' down on tiny cars, tiny swimmers in the water and tiny beach bars

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And all because of these wings that you can't see

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I've got wings that you can't see

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I have wheels on my feet

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Way up high I feel free

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On these wings you can't see

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Maybe if you open up your mind, you might learn some things

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God only knows what you might find, floatin' on those wings

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You can try to fly away from all your problems, I'm here to say that ain't the way to solve them

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I can only help you with wings that you can't see

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We have wings that we can't see

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We have wheels on our feet

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Way up high we'll be free

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On these wings we can't see

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You have wings look and see

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Silver wings like Merle and me

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Come on up to Cloud nine B

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Come on take a little taste of freedom, high up in a cloudland kingdom

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Take a little trip on wings that you can't see