|
|
Songs | Albums | Album Arts
Lyrics:
I Was Down In L.a. Town when Our Manager Said 'jump' i Threw My Clothes And My Saxophone in A Two By Four-Bit Trunk i Pushed It To The Airport and I Ran To The Ticket Line man Said 'son, You Could Have Saved The Run those Airplanes Just Quit Flyin'
if I Can't Leave Here i Just Might Stay and That L.a. Flyway is Goin' To Be My Home
i Ran Through The Terminal Building to Fly By My Airline the Man Said I Could Ride The Wing and I Said That Was Fine he Said I'll Confirm Your Reservation and Put The Plane On Hold he Come Back And Said 'sorry but That Wing Space Just Been Sold'
if I Can't Leave Here i Just Might Stay and That L.a. Flyway is Goin' To Be My Home
i Walked Into The Washroom and I Built Myself A Fire threw On Lots Of Paper and The Flames Kept Gettin' Higher the Janitor Come Runnin' In so Scared His Face Was White so, I Explained My Situation he Said 'that's All Right'
if I Can't Leave Here i Just Might Stay and That L.a. Flyway is Goin' To Be My Home
next Day I Thought That I Would Leave so I Packed My Things Again i Waited Fourteen Hours for A Taxi To Come In i Spotted One That Wasn't Full and I Threw Myself In Fast the Driver Said 'i'm Sorry but This Taxi's Out Of Gas'
if I Can't Leave Here i Just Might Stay and That L.a. Flyway is Goin' To Be My Home
|