I`m writing this here letter from aboard a DC8 Heading into Angel Town, I hope it`s not too late It rained in New York City Mister Rock `n` Roll couldn`t stay The crowd was mad and we were had Chasing the sun back to L.A.
Have breakfest with me mamma I hope they`ll let us in Got a leather jacket on I know that it`s a sin Gunga Din
Sitting backwards on this airplane, is bound to make me sick Spend your life on a DC8, never get to bed Settle down (settle down) Now we`re over Kansas, where the clouds are floating by The whole wide world looks back at me Just like a mushroom pie I wonder why
Have breakfest with me mamma I hope they`ll let us in Got a leather jacket on I know that it`s a sin Gunga Din
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