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Got my walkman on full blast Still can hear these witches blab Oh shit my patience is going mad My nerves are running fast When is this plane gonna land I'm getting sick and tired of the band Blaring in my walkman Patience I got none so please have some respect for others Because I can't sleep nor sit somewhere else Or the hostess will do her best To make sure that I get no rest Instead my luggage will be dispersed And i think I'm gonna burst I can't take it anymore I will do anything for you to bring me home right now From Letras Mania