Fins

 
Running down the spine of a Cadillac's tail
Rising on the hump of a killer whale
Jutting from the sides of a rocket ship
Flapping down below a mermaid's hip

Fins, the ultimate foil adapt'tions
Fins will always grace my favorite contraptions
Gotta have fins if you ride with me
Gotta gotta gotta be fins, ya see

Cutting in from across the sea
Big and circling 'round you and me
But we use ours to get away
Flapping, kicking, shooting spray
Skeg on the bottom, rudder on the top
When I get to finning, I just can't stop
We had fins a billion years ago
I'm a love torpedo, gonna let mine grow

Fins, the ultimate foil adapt'tions
Fins will always grace my favorite contraptions
Gotta have fins if you ride with me
Gotta gotta gotta be fins, ya see

Fins are the future, fins are the sign
At least that's what they thought back in 1959
Strapped them fins on everything
Every boat, car, jukebox sporting wings

Fins, the ultimate foil adapt'tions
Fins will always grace my favorite contraptions
Gotta have fins if you ride with me
Gotta gotta gotta be fins, ya see

J. Stacey/Stabro Music BMI, ©1990

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