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I'm an RB Double A Bravo and I fly the F-16 
 B7 
Better than sex and Mom's apple pie 
          E 
It's the neatest little jet you ever seen 
E                                          A 
It'll kick the shit outta Foxbat, Fishbed, Flogger 
A 
What a flyin' machine 
B7                              E 
I'm an RB Double A Bravo and I fly the F-16 
 

 
E                                       A 
I once trapped at 6 a Fox-Five Echo at seventeen thousand feet 
B7                                    E 
He was loaded with 20 millimeter and AIM-9 J and P 
E 
I just layed a bat-turn down his throat 
       A 
And I shot him in the two front teeth 
       B7 
And I heard him shout from the fireball: 
              E 
"Curse you I just can't stand the heat!" 
N.C. 
So I told him to get the hell out of my kitchen 
 

 
E 
Had a little friend down in Southern Arizona 
      A 
That flew the Eagle jet 
B7 
Sent me a letter that said "Come on down, 
                               E 
I got something that you ain't seen yet." 
E 
So I kicked my tires and I lit my fires 
          A 
And over Wickenburg we met 
       B7 
And in 22 seconds my little friend calls up and says 
E 
"Hey, I wanna change the bet"' 
N.C. 
So I asked him what it felt like to be number 2 
 

 
E 
Now there ain't no yarn about flyin' and fightin' 
       A 
That's done without a Tomcat Tale 
     B7 
So I took it down to Miramar the Fourth of July 
                                  E 
I got a buddy there that likes to sail 
E 
Now the weather was dogshit but we went anyway 
    A 
To hell with the bloomin' gale 
    B7 
He never seen me but I seen him 
                                   E 
And I shot a bunch of holes in his tail 

N.C. 
Kind of made the fur fly on that Tomcat 

E 
Now if ever Ivan decides to fight 
       A 
And I just kinda think he will 
  B7 
I may get a chance to show that turkey 
        E 
What it means to fly and kill 
E 
Me and the Layman(?) electric jet 
     A 
Are probably gonna fit the bill 
      B7 
We'll run him down from hell to breakfast 
    E 
And kick his ass for grill 
 

 
E                              A 
I'm an RB Double A Bravo and I fly the F-16 
B7 
Better than sex and Mom's apple pie 
          E 
It's the neatest little jet you ever seen 
E                                          A 
It'll kick the shit outta Foxbat, Fishbed, Flogger 
A 
What a flyin' machine 
B7                              E 
I'm an RB Double A Bravo and I fly the F-16