Jimmy BuffettNo Plane On Sunday

You can throw your luggage down Lose your cool and stamp around But there's nothin, nothin you can do Wipe away your girlfriend's tears Go to the bar and have some beers There ain't no way the bird's gettin through No plane on Sunday Maybe be one come Monday Just a hopeless situation Make the best of it's all you can do Till they get through Overheard the engineer Say somethin' 'bout the landing gear Now we're runnin' strictly on island time I know you got someone back home So do I it's tough alone Awh come on, it's just a minor crime No plane on Sunday Check it again come Monday Just a hopeless situation Make the best of it's 'bout all you can do Baby it's true We shouldn't spend these precious hours tryin' to figure this out We don't know where the story ends Let's don't go back to just being friends So they went walkin' on the beach Quarter moon within their reach So they stole it and tucked it in their hearts That's when they heard the engines hum And realized the dawn had come It was over, over from the start No plane on Sunday Just another lonely Monday Awh make the best of a bad situation's 'Bout all you can do Baby it's true Oh-oh-oh-oh baby it's true Oh-oh-oh-oh baby what's new Oh-oh-oh-oh baby what's new
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