C                                   F
We wrote a prelude, for our own fairy tale 

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And bought a parachute, at a church rummage sale 

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And with a mean sewing machine, and miles of thread 

C                        Am               F 
We sewed the day above L. A. in navy and red. 
    
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We roamed a racetrack, through your mom's kitchen chairs 

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And fought the shadows back, down your dark basement stairs. 

C                         Am                    F
I lit a match and let it catch, to light up the room 

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And you yelled as we beheld, an old maroon hot air balloon.  

**CHORUS** 

C                  F                                       Am
I'll be out of my mind, and you'll be out of ideas pretty soon 

C                      F                          C
So let's spend the afternoon, in a cold hot air balloon 

C                  F                                             Am
Leave your jacket behind, lean out and touch the tree tops over town 

C               F                                        C
I can't wait to kiss the ground, wherever we touch back down. 


**VERSE 2**  


C                                    F
We drank the great lakes, like cold lemonade 

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And both got stomach aches, sprawled out in the shade. 

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Swore to death you held your breath, and I tried not to yawn. 

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You made my frown turn upside down, and now my worries are gone. 


**CHORUS** 


C                  F                                       Am
I'll be out of my mind, and you'll be out of ideas pretty soon 

C                      F                          C  
So let's spend the afternoon, in a cold hot air balloon. 

C                   F                                            Am 
Leave your jacket behind, lean out and touch the tree tops over town. 

C                           F                            C 
I can't wait to kiss the ground, wherever we touch back down. 

C                  F                                       Am 
I'll be out of my mind, and you'll be out of ideas pretty soon 

C                      F                          C
So let's spend the afternoon, in a cold hot air balloon. 

C                  F                                            Am
Leave your jacket behind, lean out and touch the treetops over town. 

C                           F                            C
I can't wait to kiss the ground, wherever we touch back down.