
The Great Airplane Strike (remix) Paul Revere and the Raiders
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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
Uh-huh
I ran to 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
Um-hum, baby
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
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
Uh-huh
I ran to 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
Um-hum, baby
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
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