| I lost my heart
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| On a 747
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| Halfway to heaven
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| Passing over Des Moines
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| Her looks were smart
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| I met her in the aisle
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| She gave me her smile
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| I knew our futures we’d join
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| There in the middle of a spicy movie
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| Starring Natalie Wood
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| We made our vows together
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| Cutting our steaks as best we could
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| My love
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| Removed her earphones
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| And told me in her dear tones
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| She had to powder her nose
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| She pushed and shoved
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| Through a dozen stewardesses
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| Handing out their addresses
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| And a-straightening their hose
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| Time flew
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| I knew something had gone wrong
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| Where was my love
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| She’d been gone too long
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| I searched
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| But I couldn’t find Diana
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| When we landed in Havana
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| Not a trace could I see
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| I asked around
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| Interest couldn’t have been keener
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| And everyone had seen her
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| And she was looking for me
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| Knocking madly on the powder room doors
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| Tears were in my eyes
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| Excepting three or four masculine roars
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| I heard no answering cries
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| I searched
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| And I must have looked for hours
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| ‘Til Kennedy tower
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| Gave permission to land
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| Farewell to the future we planned
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| Fighting madly in the baggage claim
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| Just like World-War Two
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| I thought I heard her calling my name
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| But I lost my love and my baggage, too
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| She’s gone
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| Now we’ll never fly united
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| A promise unrequited
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| No future to join
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| Our love
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| Is on a 747
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| Halfway to heaven
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| Passing over Des Moines |