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(For thousands of years, the condor soared along the Pacific Coast, And the cliffs, canyons, grasslands, And forests of the American West.) Competitive play behavior, I'm as hungry as an Andean Condor Incoming mans friendly hand, I didn't realize, I nearly took a bite. Maturity is just a myth, Flapping neck he starts to hiss, Outgoing and oversold, It's time to realize, we shift in appetite. (Matures males tend to be at the top of the pecking order, It's stale, to test it cause ya want ta.) (Dance for me boy, Give me a twirl, I want to get to know you, but I probably won't blow(?) you.) Unusual sense of control, It's been too long so I skim the surface, I decide not to land, Finally realize I'd rather take my flight, Repetitive needs prevail us, Naturally the world cannot be somber, Like you, I tried to survive, One day we'll realize, No point in picking sides, (Matures males tend to be at the top of the pecking order, It's stale, to test it cause ya want ta.) (Dance for me boy, Give me a twirl, I want to get to know you, but I probably won't blow(?) you.) I fly high, I can see, How it goes, Down on Earth, (Dance for me boy, Give me a twirl, I want to get to know you, but I probably won't blow(?) you.) (Matures males tend to be at the top of the pecking order, It's stale, to test it cause ya want ta.)
Writer(s): Hannah Rodgers, Simon Byrt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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