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We were leavin' |
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LA airport, me and |
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Midlands Misery (Jimmy Lea) |
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On an early mornin' plane flight out to some |
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Radio XYZ |
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Was a 1950's prop job, that had seen much better days |
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When we came on in to the last approach saw the runway through the haze |
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And the wheels ain't comin' down |
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All of my nine lives passed before my eyes |
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And the wheels ain't comin' down |
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And you realise you wanna stay alive you wanna stay alive |
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Women weepin', children playin', as we roared into a climb |
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Men was playin', we was drinkin' lots and it never cost a dime |
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Alter course for |
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San Francisco, standin' by on red alert |
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Gonna chance a landin' on the sea hoping nobody gets hurt |
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And the wheels ain't comin' down |
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All of my nine lives passed before my eyes |
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And the wheels ain't comin' down |
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And you realise you wanna stay alive you wanna stay alive |
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Wanna stay alive |
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Stay alive |
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We applauded |
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Chuck the |
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Captain when our feet had touched the ground |
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And I won't forget the moment he said ' |
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It's OK folks, the wheels are comin' down.' |
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And the wheels they're comin' down and you realise it's good to be alive |
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And the wheels they're comin' down and you realise you're gonna still survive |
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It's good to be alive |
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It's good to be alive |
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They're comin' down |
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They're comin' on down |
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They're comin' on down |
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They're comin' on down |
