She Can Fly
She flys with her own wings
She doesn't depend on anyone
If only you knew what I mean,
I'll say it again
She really don't need nobody
She was promised the world
and bright pink skies on the Fouth of July
She thought you'd have her back
never did she think you do her like that.
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