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It's a bloody Mary morning |
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Baby left me without warning sometime in the night |
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So I'm flying down to Houston |
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Forgetting her the nature of my flight |
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As we taxi toward the runway |
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With the smog and haze reminding me of how I feel |
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Just a country boy who's learning |
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That the pitfalls of the city are extremely real |
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All the nightlife and the parties |
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Temptation and a seat the order of the day |
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We'll it's a bloody Mary morning |
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And I'm leaving baby somewhere in L.A. |
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It's a bloody Mary morning |
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Baby left me without warning sometime in the night |
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So I'm flying down to Houston |
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Forgetting her the nature of my flight |
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Take it [Incomprehensible] 1.16 |
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Our golden jet is airborne |
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And flight 50 cuts a path across the morning sky |
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And a voice comes through the speaker |
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Reassuring us flight 50 is the way to fly |
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A hostess takes our order |
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Coffee, tea, or something stronger to start off the day |
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Well it's a bloody Mary morning |
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And I'm leaving baby somewhere in L.A. |
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Well it's a bloody Mary morning |
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Baby left me without warning sometime in the night |
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So I'm flying down to Houston |
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Forgetting her the nature of my flight, ah thats right |
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Yeah I'm flying down to Houston |
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Forgetting her the nature of my flight |
