(Gordon)
© Who Is She? Music, Inc. (BMI)

You found me in some alley staring at a wall of bricks
You were writing your name along the mortar
Then landed a butterfly, stopping in heat to fry
You told me you been dreamin’ of levitation tricks
And you could try ‘em flyin’ south of the border
Well honey, you have entered the right dream, ‘umma flappin’ my wings ‘n fly
‘Cause I’m a tropical rocket, i’m a tropical rocket
Take you up the neighborhood, waving at us feeling good
Flappin’ our wings ‘n fly
I assumed you were in it for the long haul
That was a bad assumption
Maybe stick around for a mai tai if there’s anything left to try
You throw a curve, I try to swerve into the warm storm, woah Bermuda Triangle
I can see the whole world
‘Umma flappin’ my wings ‘n fly
‘Cause I’m a tropical rocket, I’m a tropical rocket
Take you past the edge of town, up too high to see the ground
Flapping our wings ‘n fly
‘Cause I’m a tropical rocket, I’m a tropical rocket
Flying by the high seas, gliding by the palm trees
Flapping our wings ‘n fly