Bananama PeelsIf I had wings,I would build you a mop,Made of bananama peels and corn a la crop.Id build you a castle,Of old twigs and things,Oh thats what I would doIf I had wings.If I had wings,Could I make you smile?Make all the bananama peeling worthwhile?But if I had wings, Would they get in the way?Would they leave you without anything else to say?Oh if I had wings, We could fly in the air,Leaving the worries behind without a single care,If only there were,These things we call wings,Then we wouldnt succumb to what the tide brings.