| Twisted Tune’s Greatest Hits Vol. |
| 2
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| Beat-Up Old Jet Liner
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| Goodbye to all my friends I’ve known
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| And the travel agents I trusted.
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| I’m riding along in this beat up old plane.
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| Look out the window, all the rivits are rusted.
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| The ground crew is pushing us backwards
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| On that rickety F10−11
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| I’m feeling around for my floatation device
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| And when the safety film is showing, I’m paying close attention…
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| Beat up old jet liner
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| Don’t carry me too far today…
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| Oh, beat up old jet liner
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| Cause it’s here that I’d rather stay…
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| Bouncing around in a thunder cloud…
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| Landing gear won’t come down.
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| My seat back is up, and my seatbelt is on
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| I see the fire crews spreading foam on the ground.
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| If I get to my final destination
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| My next flight will surely be free…
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| But never again will I go back up in that
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| Piece of shit just to save a few pennies…
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| Beat up old jet liner
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| Don’t carry me too far today
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| Oh, beat up old jet liner
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| Cause it’s home that I’d rather stay
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| Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah… |