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Lying on the floor of the transit lounge
Talk to her, that’s right

She’s the only one you know
You could make her happy again

We’re still waiting to leave
And in the coconut grove

The things that I read on yesterday’s news
Can leave you hanging in between
All the stupid things I said
Laugh about a time

We’re still waiting to leave

Leave the boots and saddle outside
Not a hundred percent sure what to do with my shoes
Spent a lot of time in the transit lounge
Pick him out, this one
Will haunt you, will linger, I guess
Better make sure you don’t sleep too sound
You meant to do before you die
Where you're from and where you’ve been
The camera flash goes off
She threw the dinner at you
There’ll be no announcements made
Another bus unloads
He’ll wait here for his moment to shine
And in the coconut grove

And you don’t have to lose a thing
And I wasn’t sure where I was going now
When another bus unloads

You can’t imagine the scene
See the tallest man alive
And you can dream about the things
Or you could make a murder begin
There’ll be no announcements made

With what remains unsaid
You can’t imagine the scene
There’ll be no announcements made
And Thai massage his feet
Talk to her, that’s nice

Once more you will be her friend
Breathe on her, that’s right