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Comin' Into Los Angeles



America - Comin' Into Los Angeles - Текст песни

Coming in from London from over the pole 
Flying in a big airliner 
Chicken flying everywhere around the plane 
Could we ever feel much finer 

Coming into Los Angeles 
Bringing in a couple of keys 
Don't touch my bags if you please 
Mister Customs man, man 

There's a guy with a ticket to Mexico 
Could he ever look much stranger 
Walking in the hall with his things and all 
Smiling, said he was the Lone Ranger 

Coming into Los Angeles, 
Bringing in a couple of keys 
Don't touch my bags if you please 
Mister Customs man, man 

Hip woman walking on a moving floor 
Tripping on the escalator 
There's a man in the line, and she's blowing his mind 
Thinking that he's already made her 

Coming into Los Angeles, 
Bringing in a couple of keys 
Don't touch my bags if you please 
Mister Customs man, man 

Coming into Los Angeles, 
Bringing in a couple of keys 
Don't touch my bags if you please 
Mister Customs man, man 

Coming into Los Angeles, 
Bringing in a couple of keys 
Don't touch my bags if you please 
Mister Customs man, man
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