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I was conceived in a plane somewhereover Rio20,000 feet above the ground on ascheduled flight, flight.
My mamma was a stewardess and mydaddy was a versatile man
He used to travel to so many distantplaces
But he never came back.
You see I find my release flying over Rio20,000 feet without a sound in amole skin night, right.A poker player shuffles bywon't someone take the time to check him out
He deals direction in so many different places
Can it ever come back.
She pour hot water over my headwhen I'm on fire
She never classify whenever I feel desire
Take me up in an aeroplane with South
America's favourite daughter
Show her how to use her thing theway that
Mother Nature never taught her.
The older I am the younger I am seeming20,000 feet is quite a height better holdon tight, right
Security is loneliness and loneliness is whereit all began
He tries to find it in so many differentplaces
But it never comes back.
Anybody like to fly over Rio?
Write a poem in the sky over Rio?
See the world with brand new eyes over Rio?
Count the stars to sleep at night over Rio?
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