Here I am sitting AT the airport Waiting on a plane Taking me to New York Choking on my coffee As a girl goes past Only funny things seem to make me laugh When I came I didn't know that I'd be Still here a week next Friday The plane was late Cause it's raining outside Someone stole the engines And we're going to have to glide But I can't sit here forever Cause I want to go home Never have I felt so bad Maybe I'll just take a cab Cause I think I'm going mad Went to the bar to buy myself a beer Met up with a guy Who'd arrived last year Bought myself a whisky And lit a cigarette Said the more you seem to drink Well the easier it gets So I guess I'm trying to tell you That if you're going to fly Get a set of wings And kiss your arse goodbye When you pack your case Better pack yourself a bed Cause if you had a wish You'd be wishing you were dead La la la