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I hope that you can hear meBecause they're screaming in the aisle...The stewardess said "Turn that phone off!"So I smiled...blew a smoke ring.My neighbor sinks his head between his knees...It's pushing 45 degrees.Outside it's freezing,Though God knows...Now I need a drink...Ah, bring it quick...On Channel 9,The dotted lineStops short a mile away from Dallas...But we're on a roll...Shall dig a hole so deep that we'll strike oil!Black gold, ah, that Texas tea...It's 3:15...I hear your voice mail...Are you with your secret lover, Lover?Just called to say goodbye...Letras de cancionesI won't be home for dinner.Goodbye...Lay a wreath upon that grassy knoll for me...Goodbye...Goodbye...Good luck. Be who you *want* to be... From Letras Mania