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THE GREAT AIRPLANE STRIKE Paul Revere & The Raiders I was down in L.A. town, when our manager said "Jump" I through my close and my saxophone in a two by four bit trunk I pushed it to the airport and run to the ticket line Man said "Son, you could have saves 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, umm, huum 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 came 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, umm, huum, baby I walked into the washroom and I built myself a fire Throw on lots of paper and the flames kept gettin' higher The janitor come runnin' in, so scare 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 Next day I thought that I would leave, so I packed my thing again Waited 14 hours for a taxi to come in Spotted one that wasn't full and I threw myself in fast The driver said "I'm sorry but this taxi's out of gas" 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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