L.a. Plane
Seven-thousand miles to Paris Nine-hundred miles to Rome And I'm goin' every mile to find My piece of mind a home
This infatuation is driving me insane To make my reservation On the next L.A. by plane
Chorus 1:
Make me high, make me sane Get me aboard that L.A. plane I'm tired of this pouring rain I'm tired of this passing through Get me safe, get me warm Get me a southern California morning Where I was born, boy I'm coming I'm coming home to you
He looks so fine in Europe On all the posters and brochures I thought they promised something more Than what was mine and yours
Well I was looking for excitement On every boat and train But all I saw were unfamiliar faces In the rain
Chorus 2:
Get me high, get me sane Get me aboard that L.A. plane I'm tired of this pouring rain I'm tired of just passing through Get me safe, get me warm Get me a southern California morning Where I was born, babe I'm coming I'm coming home to you
And now nothing looks better in my mind Than your warm and loving face And all these miles have taught me That your love can't be replaced
(chorus 2)(repeat)
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