Letra de Phillipa Chicken

I got wings, I got arms, I got shrinks I got bombs, I got guns, I got brains So there's no point in your warbird She's no point in denying I got guns, I got bombs, I got brains And I won't fall for you And I won't fall for you Take me up to a warmer place I got eggs, I got feathers, I got brains And there's no point in your warbird She's no point in denying I got bombs, I got guns, I got brains And I won't fall for you And I won't fall for you For you For you Or you Or... I got brains, I got feathers, I got hands, I got friends, I got ammo, I got plans So there's no point in your warbird She's no point in denying I got guns, I got arms, I got plans And I won't fall for you And I won't fall for you And I won't fall for you And I won't fly for you