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Standing In The Silent Hall Waitin For The Final Call says He Doesnt Love Me Anymore shaking Hands I Pack A Bag Trembling Voice I Call A Cab slowly I Start Walking To The Door the Cab Arrives He Blows His Horn I Stumble At In The Early Morn tell Him Of The Place Ive Got To Go cared A Hundred Single Nights Paid Her Bills And A Traffic Fine gettin Through These Doors Thats Been So Slow la International Airport Where The Big Jet Engines Roar la Internation Airport I Wont See Him Anymore
the Stewardess In A Miniskirt A Hippie In A Leather Shirt i Started On The Way To Naples Row while Im Wondering Where Its At I See A Paris Diplomat call His Kids While Trying To Get Back Home baggage Car Goes Quickly By See My Face And Start To Cry stumble To The Lounge To Be Alone and While Im Trying To Get Some Rest I Bite My Lips And Try My Best to Fight The Pain Thats Making Me Leave Home la International Airport...
with Silver Wings Across The Sky Paper Trails And Wave Goodbye to Those Below Whove Got To Stay At Home i Wish That I Had Flown At Night So I Could Take That Champagne Flight rid Myself Of Every Tear I Own soaring High Above The Heaven In A 747 Fighting Back The Tears That Curse My Eyes captains Voice So Load And Clear Amplifies Into My Ear insuring Me And Flying Friendly Skies la International Airport...
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