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Flying high,
My, oh, my,
By the seat-of-my-pants,
Am I taking a chance?
Before I do,
Better see my way through,
In case you threw a curve or two.
Let Her hand be my guide,
Let Her walk by my side,
Or even better -- I concede...
And, get Her to take the lead.
Be my guidewire,
I hope you never tire,
Be my guidewire,
In all that will transpire,
Be my guidewire,
Toward you I aspire,
Be my guidewire,
Lift me higher, higher, higher!
Flying by the seat-of-my-pants?
Can't expire with a guidewire... there isn't a chance.