On A Friday - Phillipa Chicken | Текст песни

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• Phillipa Chicken

I got wings, I got arms, I got shrinks
I got bombs, I got guns, I got brains
So there`s no point in your warbird
She`s no point in denying
I got guns, I got bombs, I got brains
And I won`t fall for you
And I won`t fall for you
Take me up to a warmer place
I got eggs, I got feathers, I got brains
And there`s no point in your warbird
She`s no point in denying
I got guns, I got bombs, I got brains
And I won`t fall for you
And I won`t fall for you
For you, for you
Or you
I got brains, I got feathers, I got hands
I got friends, I got ammo, I got plans
So there`s no point in your warbird
She`s no point in denying
I got guns, I got arms, I got plans
And I won`t fall for you
And I won`t fall for you
And I won`t fall for you
And I won`t fly for you

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