ChorusI'm An Rb Double A Bravo And I Fly The F-16Better Than Sex And Mom's Apple PieIt's The Neatest Little Jet You Ever SeenIt'll Kick The Shit Outta Foxbat, Fishbed, FloggerWhat A Flyin' MachineI'm An Rb Double A Bravo And I Fly The F-16Verse 1I Once Trapped At 6 A Fox-Five Echo At Seventeen Thousand FeetHe Was Loaded With 20 Millimeter And Aim-9 J And PI Just Layed A Bat-Turn Down His ThroatAnd I Shot Him In The Two Front TeethAnd I heard him shout from the fireball :"Curse You I Just Can't Stand The Heat!"N.c.So I Told Him To Get The Hell Out Of My KitchenVerse 2Had A Little Friend Down In Southern ArizonaThat Flew The Eagle JetSent Me A Letter That Said "Come On Down,I Got Something That You Ain't Seen Yet."So I Kicked My Tires And I Lit My FiresAnd Over Wickenburg We MetAnd In 22 Seconds My Little Friend Calls Up And Says"Hey, I Wanna Change The Bet"'N.c.So I Asked Him What It Felt Like To Be Number 2Verse 3Now There Ain't No Yarn About Flyin' And Fightin'That's Done Without A Tomcat TaleSo I Took It Down To Miramar The Fourth Of JulyI Got A Buddy There That Likes To SailNow The Weather Was Dogshit But We Went AnywayTo Hell With The Bloomin' GaleHe Never Seen Me But I Seen HimAnd I Shot A Bunch Of Holes In His TailN.c.Kind Of Made The Fur Fly On That TomcatNow If Ever Ivan Decides To FightAnd I Just Kinda Think He WillI May Get A Chance To Show That TurkeyWhat It Means To Fly And KillMe And The Layman(?) Electric JetAre Probably Gonna Fit The BillWe'll Run Him Down From Hell To BreakfastAnd Kick His Ass For GrillChorusI'm An Rb Double A Bravo And I Fly The F-16Better Than Sex And Mom's Apple PieIt's The Neatest Little Jet You Ever SeenIt'll Kick The Shit Outta Foxbat, Fishbed, FloggerWhat A Flyin' MachineI'm An Rb Double A Bravo And I Fly The F-16
