Lyrics:

Coming in from London from over the poll
Flyin' in a big airliner
Chickens flyin' everywhere around the plane
Could we ever feel much finer?

Comin' into Los Angeles
Bringin' in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please mister customs man

There's a guy with a ticket to Mexico
No, he couldn't look much stranger
Walkin' in the hall with his things and all
Smilin, said he was the lone ranger

Comin' into Los Angeles
Bringin' in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please mister customs man

Hip woman walkin' on the movin' floor
Trippin' on the escalator
There's a man in the line and she's blowin' his mind
Thinkin' that he's already made her

Comin' into Los Angeles
Bringin' in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please mister customs man

Comin' in from London from over the poll
Flyin' in a big airliner
Chickens flyin' everywhere around the plane
Could we ever feel much finer?

Comin' into Los Angeles
Bringin' in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please mister customs man

Yeah, alright!