I'm going straight to the top
Oh yea up where the air is
Fresh and clean
I'm going straight up to the top
If you know me, you know what I mean
I can't let sorrow
Try and pull ol' Frankie down
Live for tomorrow I have found you
I'm going straight up to the top
Up where the air is fresh and clean
I know that I will never stop, oh no
Until I know I'm wild and free
Just like a champagne bubble
Pop pop pop
I'm like those birdies
High upin the trees
I can't let sorrow
Pull ol' Frankie down
Live for tomorrow
I havefound you
I'm going straight up to the top oh yeah
Up where the air is fresh and clean
Writer(s): Thomas Alan Waits
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