Up In The Air

JUNIOR BIRDMEN

A JBM in a plane

(Put your hands up to your eyes as upside down goggles )

Up in the air, Junior Birdmen,
Up in the air upside down,
Up in the air Junior Birdman,

With your noses to the ground,
And when you hear that announcement,
That your wings are made of tin, (Clap-clap)
Then you will know, Junior Birdman,
That it's time to send your box-tops in.

(Shout)

For it takes: 5 box tops,
4 bottle bottoms,
3 coupons,
2 wrappers,
and one thin dime!

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