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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeFirebird Fly
She was counting out her tips and staring at the clockWhen that jet black Pontiac slid into the parking lotHe walked in with a greasy grinSaid, “I’m needing something sweet”She said, “Man, that Trans Am’s the sweetest thing I’ve seen”He said, “Honey let me take you for a ride”She said, “Only if you let me drive”Firebird fly, burn up the skyWanna hear that engine cryingStomp on the gas, gotta go fastScreaming into the night andLeaving it all behindFirebird flyStopped outside Phoenix for smokes and gasolineHe said, “Keep that motor running and wait right here for me”She turned her head, smiled and said“I’ve been waiting all my life”Then she popped the clutch and in a cloud of dustShe left him high and dryFor the first time she could finally spread her wingsDown the highway you could hear her singFirebird fly, burn up the skyWanna hear that engine cryingStomp on the gas gotta go fastScreaming into the night andLeaving it all behindFirebird fly
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