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Jet Star 19 It’s like a power packed, fiber wedged
A dune surfers dream!
Jet Star 19 It’s at breaking neck speed
It’s a space ball machine!
Jet Star 19, Jet Star, Jet Star

Helena waits beneath the arena gates
In a spotlight she’s every man’s grace
Uniformed we head for the plate.
Lazors ablazed Yeah, she’s a vicious teammate
A hollow ball floating deceptive.
The goal post signal a score.
As long as we buzz by the grandstands
Our wedges are lined in encore
Now we are the stars of Seattle
The Presidents national team
And next week we’re challenging Canada
And Helena’s teaming with me

Later tonight when we finish this play
We head for the chapel where the officers pray
Searching out reasons to stay in this game
It must be adventure to balance the sane Alright!

Floating over the heads of the crowd
Steaking across the night sky
I’ve got the feeling of touching the moon
No longer fearing to die! Yeah!