Spent a lot of time in the transit lounge
Once more you will be her friend
Where you're from and where you’ve been
You meant to do before you die
You could make her happy again
We’re still waiting to leave
She threw the dinner at you
Lying on the floor of the transit lounge
You can’t imagine the scene
And you don’t have to lose a thing
Talk to her, that’s nice
The camera flash goes off
And I wasn’t sure where I was going now
There’ll be no announcements made
He’ll wait here for his moment to shine
All the stupid things I said
When another bus unloads
You can’t imagine the scene
Will haunt you, will linger, I guess
There’ll be no announcements made
And you can dream about the things
Breathe on her, that’s right
Another bus unloads
Not a hundred percent sure what to do with my shoes
And Thai massage his feet
There’ll be no announcements made
See the tallest man alive
And in the coconut grove
With what remains unsaid
Talk to her, that’s right
Better make sure you don’t sleep too sound
Or you could make a murder begin
Laugh about a time
And in the coconut grove
Pick him out, this one
We’re still waiting to leave
She’s the only one you know
Leave the boots and saddle outside
The things that I read on yesterday’s news
Can leave you hanging in between
