I wish, I wish
I wish I was a paper tiger living in the woods
No cares in my mind, only a bunch of hair
I wish I was a paper tiger riding on a camel’s back
The camel and I met in Paris
I wish I was a paper tiger ready to explore
This will consist of me going to outer space
I wish I was a paper tiger that liked to sing
My voice would be heard by all men and children
I wish I was a paper tiger with wings
Sometimes I imagine life from up there rather than down here
I wish I was a paper tiger with eyes
As yellow as a lemon and a mean smile.
I wish I was a paper tiger
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