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MMC-No.: 3933 
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Standing in that silent hall
waiting for that final call
says he doesn`t love me anymore
Shaking hands, I pack the bag
trumbling voice, I call the cab
slowly I start walking to the door
The cab arrives, he blows his horn
I stumble out in the early morn`
tell him of the place I've got to go
Hit a hundred signal lights
peter belts and a traffic fight
getting through these doors has been so slow

L. A. International Airport
where the big Jet engines run
L. A. International Airport
I won't see him anymore

Stewardess in a mini skirt
Hippie in a lether shirt
started on the way to Marples Road
While I'm wondering where it's at
I see a Paris Diplomat call his kids
are trying to get back home
Baggage cart goes quickly by
I see my case and I start to cry
stumble through the lounge to be alone
And while I'm trying to get some rest
I bite my lips and try my best
to fight the pain that's making it really hard

L. A. International Airport
where the big Jet engines run
L. A. International Airport
I won't see him anymore

With silverwings across the sky
vapor trails have waved goodbye
to those below who've got to stay at home
I wish that I had flown at night
so I could take that Champagne flight
ridding myself of every tear I own
Soaring high above the heavens
in a 747
fighting back the tears that cross my eyes
Captain's voice so loud and clear
amplifies into my ear
assuring me I'm flying friendly skies

L. A. International Airport
where the big Jet engines run
L. A. International Airport
I won't see him anymore