Hands, arms and legs,don't take my wings away.
Like fruit flies from chili to my city,
fruit grows where the man goes, what a pity.
Hands, arms and legs,
don't take my wings away.
Like fruit flies from chili to my city,
fruit grows where the man goes, what a pity.
Oooooooooooh
Be strong you're coming along,
open your hands it's in your palms,
Whose never wrong? You're never wrong,
even after it's gone.
Hands, arms and legs,
don't take my wings away.
Like fruit flies from chili to my city,
fruit grows where the man goes, what a pity.
Oooooooooooh
Be strong you're coming along,
open your hands it's in your palms,
Be strong you're coming along,
open your hands it's in your palms,
Whose never wrong? You're never wrong,
even after it's gone.
Hands, arms and legs,
don't take my wings away.
