Yeah...yeah, fly...yeah, yeah...yeah, Ooo... yeah...yeah, fly...yeah, yeah...yeah, Yeah...yeah, fly...yeah, yeah...yeah, ooo... Ooo... yeah...yeah, fly...yeah, yeah...yeah,
One tropic summer those high flyin mans youve been thinkin You know the ones that have been flyin too low, oh Look up at some of those airplanes risin and takin To see the ones that are flyin to low Yeah... Talk about
With the power of soul Anything is possible With the power of you Anything you wanna do
Flyin through the air on a kite every day and every night Just up there, it escape her wrist Sometimes the wind aint right Yeah, Im playin too much with one toy baby Just up there, it escape to the crippled night Oh yeah And you look around and see all the jellyfish You sayin floatation is goovy baby And even hell tell you that Yeah, gettin high every day is easy And the floatin around even if jellyfish will agree to that Yeah, Im singin with a power Arent you? Is that the way you want to be baby, look out now Hhmm.
With the power Anything, anything you want to do
With the power of soul Anything is possible With the power of you Anything you wanna do
With the power of soul Anything is possible With the power of you Anything you wanna do Oh yeah |
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