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When the weather is fine,
And the clouds have gone by,
I go up in the air,
Waving people goodbye,
In my flying machine,
I go up, i go down, i go round and round and round,

I can race with the birds,
I can fight with the wind,
I can fly on my head,
I can dance in a spin,
In my flying machine,
I go up, i go down, i go round and round and round,

People on the ground,
Are gathered all around to admire,
There's a feeling inside me
That gives me the urge to go higher,

Well, i know what goes up,
Will eventually fall,
So i won't take no chances,
While i'm having a ball,
In my flying machine,
I go up, i go down, i go round and round and round,

Higher and higher!

People on the ground,
Are gathered all around to admire,
There's a feeling inside me
That gives me the urge to go higher,

But i know what goes up,
So i won't take no chances,
While i'm having a ball,
In my flying machine,
I go up, i go down, i go round and round and round, yeah,

Higher and higher!
Higher and higher!
Higher and higher!