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Lyricist: Jonathan Edwards
Lyrics:
The first time I saw Emma She was above me in a dream And she throwed her arms around me And off we flew, it seems
Like an airplane Moving up and down through the country town Passing o'er the cities so slow Slowly
Well, Emma comes to see me About 8 o'clock each night And she throws her arms around me And off we go in flight
And like an airplane Moving up and down through the country town Passing o'er the cites so slow Slowly
But Emma's late, Emma's late Oh and I, I can't wait My dinner's served by half past eight And I can't wait, I can't wait 'til nine
The last time I saw my Emma She made me love her until I died And we walked through clouds together Searching open skies
For an airplane Moving up and down though the country town Passing o'er the cites so slow Slowly
But Emma's late, Emma's late, Emma's late And I, I can't wait My dinner's served by half past eight And I, I can't wait, I can't wait 'til nine, oh no, oh no
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