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I can hear the sound
Of the North Star calling
Put your high beams on
Stay on my wing
I'm falling
And spinning and turning
This is ultra-glide
The beginnings of great things
Cannot be seen
By your naked eye
Can you see me kow crack the skies like lightnin'
Mama's little sonic boom
Is simply frighteninig
I'm a skyscraper
Float like a buttuerfly
Acrobatic
Sting like a B-52
Dramatic
And the radar locks on you
No static
Can I reach it now
I'm not up here often
God only knows
And he ain!t talkin'
I'm a skyscraper.
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