'Been minding a small country airport All by myself through the years Been checking the tags and the tickets Hoping that you will appear I run the air traffic control room I de-ice the plane every night A copy of your passport photo Sits on my desk at all times So fly Back to my small country airport Won't you fly back to me And set me free Now if you walk through the arrivals I'd probably break down and cry I'd tell you how much I had missed you And cancel the rest of the flights And one day I hope we get married Up in the deep country lounge And then we'll retire down the runway baby Back to our small country house So fly Back to my small country airport Won't you fly back to me And set me free Uh huh Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la Yeah yeah-yeah Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la Small country airport Won't you fly back to my Ooh Heheheh Ohhh yeah yeah y-y-yeah Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la