L.A. International Airport Songtext
von Susan Raye
L.A. International Airport Songtext
Standing in that silent hall;
Waitin′ for that final call
Says he doesn't love me anymore
Shakin′ hands, I pack a bag;
Tremblin' voice, I call a cab
Slowly I start walkin' through the door;
The cab arrives, he blows his horn
I stumble out in the early morn′
Tell him of the place I′ve got to go
Hit a hundred signal lights; Peterbilts in a traffic fight
Gettin' to these doors has been so slow.
L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won′t see him anymore.
Stewardess in a mini-skirt; Hippie in a leather shirt
Starlet on her way to Naples; Rome
While I'm wonderin′ where it's at; I see a Paris diplomat
College kids are tryin′ to get back home;
Baggage car goes quickly by; See my case and I start to cry
Stumble to the lounge to be alone
And while I'm tryin' to get some rest; I bite my lips and try my best
To fight the pain that′s makin′ me leave home.
L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won't see him anymore.
With Silver wings across the sky; Vapor trails that wave goodbye
To those below who′ve 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 heavens; In a seven-forty-seven
Fighting back the tears that curse my eyes
Captain's voice so loud and clear; Amplifies into my ear
Assuring me I′m flying friendly skies.
L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won't see him anymore.
Waitin′ for that final call
Says he doesn't love me anymore
Shakin′ hands, I pack a bag;
Tremblin' voice, I call a cab
Slowly I start walkin' through the door;
The cab arrives, he blows his horn
I stumble out in the early morn′
Tell him of the place I′ve got to go
Hit a hundred signal lights; Peterbilts in a traffic fight
Gettin' to these doors has been so slow.
L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won′t see him anymore.
Stewardess in a mini-skirt; Hippie in a leather shirt
Starlet on her way to Naples; Rome
While I'm wonderin′ where it's at; I see a Paris diplomat
College kids are tryin′ to get back home;
Baggage car goes quickly by; See my case and I start to cry
Stumble to the lounge to be alone
And while I'm tryin' to get some rest; I bite my lips and try my best
To fight the pain that′s makin′ me leave home.
L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won't see him anymore.
With Silver wings across the sky; Vapor trails that wave goodbye
To those below who′ve 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 heavens; In a seven-forty-seven
Fighting back the tears that curse my eyes
Captain's voice so loud and clear; Amplifies into my ear
Assuring me I′m flying friendly skies.
L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won't see him anymore.
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