Kisses over Baghdad

Come on baby Get up on my magic carpet I know you want that Destination Pick a name. ya can't guess the location You'll never name it Flying high among a blue sky Way up over baghdad Blowing kisses far and wide I'm loving wrongs until they're rights You bunch of rascals should've known You shouldn't hold what I should own I only did what what I was told When god above came below We had a parlay and smoke He likes Marlboros I like Camels Coulda been a tough guy all my life Coulda been a big stud Been a wash up Been a has been Coulda been a tight end Been a team sport Been a two step Free form Coulda been a princess all my life Coulda been a barbie Been a tank top Been heart throb Coulda been a teen choice Been a big noise Been a shoe in A tight glove