INTRO: A G A (x4)
#1.
I was down in L.A. Town when our manager said, jump.
I threw my clothes and my saxophone in a two by
four-bit trunk.
I pushed it to the airport, and I ran to the ticket line..
man said, ‘Son, you could have saved the run, those aiplanes
just quit flyin.’
CHORUS:
If I can’t leave here, I just might stay..
and that L.A. flyway is goin’ to be my home.
#2.
I ran through the terminal building to fly by my airline.
The man said I could ride the wing, and I said that was fine.
He said, ‘I’ll confirm your reservation and put the plane on
hold.’
He come back and said, ‘Sorry, but that wing space just been
sold.’
CHORUS:
If I can’t leave here, I just might stay..
and that L.A. flyway is goin’ to be my home.
#3.
I walked into the washroom and I built myself a fire..
threw on lots of paper and the flames kept gettin’ higher.
The janitor come runnin’ in, so scared his face was white..
so, I explained my situation, he said, ‘That’s all right.’
CHORUS:
If I can’t leave here, I just might stay..
and that L.A. flyway is goin’ to be my home.
#4.
Next day I thought that I would leave, so I packed
my things again.
I waited fourteen hours for a taxi to come in.
I spotted one that wasn’t full, and I threw myself in fast.
The driver said, ‘I’m sorry, but this taxi’s out of gas!’
CHORUS:
If I can’t leave here, I just might stay..
and that L.A. flyway is goin’ to be my home.
OUTRO: A G A G (x30) (Fade.)
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.
