Текст песни Jimmy Buffett - No Plane On Sunday
Jimmy Buffett - No Plane On Sunday слова песни
By: Jimmy Buffett, Michael Utley
1986
You can throw your luggage down
Lose your cool and stomp around
But there`s nothin`, nothin` you can do
Wipe away your girlfriend`s tears
Go to the bar and have some beers
There ain`t no way that bird`s gettin` through
Chorus:
No plane on Sunday
Maybe be one come Monday
Just a hopeless situation
Make the best of it`s all you can do
`Til they get through
Overheard the engineer
Say somethin` `bout the landin` gear
Now we`re runnin` strictly on island time
I know you got someone back home
So do I it`s tough alone
Aw come on, it`s just a minor crime
Chorus:
No plane on Sunday
Check it again come Monday
Just a hopeless situation
Make the best of it`s `bout all you can do
Baby it`s true
Shouldn`t spend these precious hours tryin` to figure this out
We don`t know where the story ends
Let`s don`t go back to just bein` friends
(instrumental)
So they went walkin` on the beach
Quarter moon within their reach
So they stole it and tucked it in their hearts
That`s when they heard the engines hum
And realized the dawn had come
It was over, over from the start
Chorus:
No plane on Sunday
Just another lonely Monday
Aw make the best of a bad situation`s
`Bout all you can do
Baby it`s true
Whoa oh oh oh baby it`s true
Oh oh oh oh baby what`s new
Oh oh oh oh baby what`s new