
I Don’t Wanna Die in an Air Disaster Albert Hammond
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[Verse]
The engines spit out fire, I'm pushed back in my chair
The pressure gives me thrills as we climb in the air
And I love to watch the clouds and the mountains and the sky
Swish around a cocktail the stewardess brings by
[Chorus]
Lord, this is the life for me
Lord, oh Lord, this is the life for me
But I don't wanna die in an air disaster
I don't wanna die on a plane
[Verse]
Well, I fishtail through the lanes, and I make my tires squeal
Power at my feet and glory at the wheel
And I wind the windows down, let the wind blow through my hair
God knows where I'm going, but me, I don't care
[Chorus]
Lord, this is the life for me
Lord, oh Lord, this is the life for me
But I don't wanna die in a freeway pile-up
I don't wanna die on the road
[Verse]
Well, I'm young and I'm pretty, and I wanna stay that way
Wanna be desirable 'til my dying day
I don't wanna be bedridden, an old and bitter sage
Have the nurses saying I'm young for my age
He's young for his age
The engines spit out fire, I'm pushed back in my chair
The pressure gives me thrills as we climb in the air
And I love to watch the clouds and the mountains and the sky
Swish around a cocktail the stewardess brings by
[Chorus]
Lord, this is the life for me
Lord, oh Lord, this is the life for me
But I don't wanna die in an air disaster
I don't wanna die on a plane
[Verse]
Well, I fishtail through the lanes, and I make my tires squeal
Power at my feet and glory at the wheel
And I wind the windows down, let the wind blow through my hair
God knows where I'm going, but me, I don't care
[Chorus]
Lord, this is the life for me
Lord, oh Lord, this is the life for me
But I don't wanna die in a freeway pile-up
I don't wanna die on the road
[Verse]
Well, I'm young and I'm pretty, and I wanna stay that way
Wanna be desirable 'til my dying day
I don't wanna be bedridden, an old and bitter sage
Have the nurses saying I'm young for my age
He's young for his age
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