25 lyrics for "He's flying"

Just a boy and a girl underneath these stars shining It feels like it was meant to be yea No, I don’t think it’s coincidence Running into you here like this Sparks flying, see you smiling Girl we got some good timing Baby ain’t it crazy? We got... good
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Show you a side of these two lanes you've never seen Heating it up behind a high beam Ooh, baby you and me, just a-running down crazy Flying high, living careless, on the edge of wild and reckless Hold on tight, I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night
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Mr Johnson must get out Mr Johnson must be free Mr Johnson must get wild Before the night He runs to get out He rushes to get out He'd better watch out, not gonna burn Up finding his way, flying away
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'Cause love is the heart of the world Tin cans rattlin' pavement Confetti scattered everywhere She falls asleep in the seat beside me Rice caught up in her hair I don't mind it, I keep drivin', Flying on these wheels of steel A bit anxious, a bit nervous
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This is so long You did me so wrong for so long, for so long And so I doubt you I doubt you even know what's on my mind I said I doubt you In the city of stars Where there's these flying cars A brand new home for everyone And even life on Mars I know
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Show you a side of these two lanes you've never seen Heating it up behind a high beam Ooh, baby you and me, just a-running down crazy Flying high, living careless, on the edge of wild and reckless Hold on tight, I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night
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Hang with the locals at the Quiet Mon Where you can be a tourist, a beach bum, or a star And be as you are Drive a little while on the wrong side of the road Get this laying low off to a flying start Play my guitar in the Caribbean sun Man, I could use a
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Just a boy and a girl underneath these stars shining It feels like it was meant to be yea No, I don’t think it’s coincidence Running into you here like this Sparks flying, see you smiling Girl we got some good timing Baby ain’t it crazy? We got... good
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Lawyer talks, he's so correct, he is respect He learned how to make you feel safe And kill you with a smile And the food so fast, the hair so clean The moon so far, fire so weak All those words flying in the air Cannot see the stars Images, colors, like
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Just a boy and a girl underneath these stars shining It feels like it was meant to be yea No, I don’t think it’s coincidence Running into you here like this Sparks flying, see you smiling Girl we got some good timing Baby ain’t it crazy? We got... good
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