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I call you from my car to say, "I'll be there in awhile,"A short plane ride and I will get to see your pretty smile.Nothing on the radio, I fiddle with the dial,Then I see a sign, the airport's just another mile.I check my bags and think about how much I hate to fly.And as I near security, I almost start to cry.Well, I hope the law enforcement agents can't tell from my face,I've got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place.I'm sweating and I'm nervous and I need a little air,Cause with 4 balloons of heroin, it's getting crowded up in there.Crowded up in there.My mind is all a jumble and my blood is cold as ice,I dread the thought of having to unload this merchandise."Relax," I say, "It's not so bad, it might feel kinda nice.Besides, who hasn't a finger up there once or twice?"I must remember, don't leave any drugs inside the host,I did that once and a girl who tossed my salad overdosed!Well, I say a little prayer, Hail Maria Full of Grace,I've got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place.I'm sweating and I'm nervous and I need a little air,And I swear I'm farting lines of blow into my underwear,From my derriere.Letras de cancionesI was a little eager when I loaded up my stash,5 balloons of ecstasy and 6 balloons of hash.8 balloons of LSD and 9 of Sensimil.A box of Chinese fireworks, Guatemalan child.I made it to my gate now and my joy I can't contain,I board the aircraft and take my seat in the cockpit of the plane!As I taxi down the runway, I get a smile on my face,I've got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place.Flight crew, prepare for takeoff, as I lift us into air,And, by the way, does anyone want to by Guatemalan child?From my derriere.I got 3 balloons.Uh, I got 3 balloons.Oooh, I got 3 balloons! From Letras Mania