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I don't feel fear or panic |
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And nothing brings me down |
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I'm an aerospace age warrior |
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I can fly sideways through sound |
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My reflexes and reactions |
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Are as fast as a machine |
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I'm the right stuff baby, the right stuff |
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The right stuff baby, the right stuff |
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The right stuff baby, the right stuff |
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Watch my trail |
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When the dial needle flickers |
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Around mach one or two |
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And something happens suddenly |
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I know just what to do |
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My fist move without feeling |
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And my feet like lightning too |
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I'm the right stuff baby, the right stuff |
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The right stuff baby, the right stuff |
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The right stuff baby, the right stuff |
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Watch my trail |
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My nerves are made of steel |
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My nerves are made of steel |
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My nerves are made of steel |
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My nerves are made of steel |
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My nerves are made of steel |
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My nerves are made of steel |
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My nerves are made of steel |
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My nerves are made of steel |
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And what would freak the average man |
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Would not affect my heart |
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Not even if [Incomprehensible] |
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Should shake itself apart |
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The right stuff baby, the right stuff |
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The right stuff baby, the right stuff |
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The right stuff baby, the right stuff |
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Watch my trail |
