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Urge Overkill – Out On The Airstrip lyrics
Owwww, yeah!
Ah, take me with you...
You ground the flyboy
You'll be clear for miles
They're throwin' a party
They're throwin' bottles
You're wearin' a jumpsuit
They're flagging him down
Now to land this big-ass bird
Then pussy-bound
[Chorus:]
Out on the airstrip
The weather is clear
Nothing be ugly
Could see him in here
Out on the airstrip
The weather's so clear
Nothing so ugly
Could see him in here
John hear of duress's
We're only guided yeah
We're doing ninety
We're doing fine
Oh we're almost there
Way up there (Way the fuck up there)
Wine and having some bud
Side door high post slo-mo
Like no gun, no luck
[Chorus]
And the girl's claps were always wild
When I asked her what that town did for shits
Well she just rolled onto the runway
And flashed me a picture of her kid
when the sun came up, she was hidden
And the speed-baller started taking her high
I swore that morning
"Girl we're gonna fly, we're gonna fly"
Out on the airstrip
The weather is clear
Nothing be ugly
Can see him in here
Out on the airstrip
The weather's so goddamn clear
No nothing so ugly
Is gonna find you in here, no.
Ah, take me with you...
You ground the flyboy
You'll be clear for miles
They're throwin' a party
They're throwin' bottles
You're wearin' a jumpsuit
They're flagging him down
Now to land this big-ass bird
Then pussy-bound
[Chorus:]
Out on the airstrip
The weather is clear
Nothing be ugly
Could see him in here
Out on the airstrip
The weather's so clear
Nothing so ugly
Could see him in here
John hear of duress's
We're only guided yeah
We're doing ninety
We're doing fine
Oh we're almost there
Way up there (Way the fuck up there)
Wine and having some bud
Side door high post slo-mo
Like no gun, no luck
[Chorus]
And the girl's claps were always wild
When I asked her what that town did for shits
Well she just rolled onto the runway
And flashed me a picture of her kid
when the sun came up, she was hidden
And the speed-baller started taking her high
I swore that morning
"Girl we're gonna fly, we're gonna fly"
Out on the airstrip
The weather is clear
Nothing be ugly
Can see him in here
Out on the airstrip
The weather's so goddamn clear
No nothing so ugly
Is gonna find you in here, no.
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