Rob Cantor
I Belong with My Best Friend
[Pip, Freddy, Both]
3, 2, 1
Blast Off!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I belong with my best friend
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I belong with my best-
My best friend and me
We go together perfectly
We are like bird seeds, butter, and jam
Speaking of, sandwich?
You got the wings
And I got the map
And you like to slide
And I like to flap
You know games to play
And you hatch every plan
And I know we'll be safe in stormy weather
And if your ever short a feather I'll be there
I belong with my best friend
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I belong with my bеst friend
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I belong with my best friеnd
I belong with my best friend
I belong with my best friend