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C#m7I know what is to be broken and be boreF#9d
Tell you that my D#m7silver is gold
Though I'm G#9much too old for make beDm7lieve
And I C#m7know what it's like to be hold and not be helF#9d
Funny how a D#m7stomach can fail
SeeG#9ms satisfied cause it's well and swollen
C#m7Yoooouuuu got me
F#9Shootin' 'cross the sky like a star
But Fm7nobody told me to A#7never let it get too far
C#m7See my silhouette, so you're standing scared of F#9me
MmmBmaj7 hmm
Bmaj7 Can I tell you a secret?
C#m7My wings are made of plastic,
F#9My wings are made of plastic,
My D#m7wings are made of plastic,
G#9My wings are made of plastic,Dm7 oh
C#m7My wings are made of plastic,
F#9My wings are made of plastic,
My D#m7wings are made of plastic,
G#9My wings are made of plastic...G#m7plastic
C#9My wings are made of plastic,
My A#m7wings are made of plastic,
D#m7My wings are made of plastic, Am7oh
C#m7My wings are made F#9up
Bmaj7 (Fade out only playing down strums)
and so am I
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