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My wife and I were buddies before we were anything else, but we decided to give the whole relationship thing a go on the way home from a conference, somewhere over Iowa. There have been a couple of plane songs on MJ over the last few months, thinking specifically of Bud, and i've been thinking since hearing those tunes that i need to write a plane song about that cool and scary moment, sitting across from each other on the plane, knowing that everything was going to change and would it work, because we were really good friends, we had a lot of fun, and didn't want to blow that. Anyway here goes.
Also musically the chorus owes a lot to Quincy Jones, specifically that super cool early MJ period, around the time of MJ's Off The Wall album, which i've been listening to a lot, ironically enough for a few weeks before the news that MJ had died.
Also musically the chorus owes a lot to Quincy Jones, specifically that super cool early MJ period, around the time of MJ's Off The Wall album, which i've been listening to a lot, ironically enough for a few weeks before the news that MJ had died.
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Lyrics
i catch your tired eyes
across the aisle of the plane
you gives a thumbs up
adam sandler on the tv
guy beside you
in a business suit
casting you glances
hey buddy that's my girl
so here we are baby me and you at last
a million pounds of metal and some fancy math
it ain't the air beneath the wings
it's the air above
wide open baby like the future of us
the flight attendant
hand on top of my seat
asks in a flat twang
do i want a coca cola
the guy beside you
in a business suit
casting you glances
hey buddy that's my girl
so here we are baby you and me at last
a million lbs of metal and some fancy math
it aint the air beneath the wings
its the air above
wide open baby like the future of us
across the aisle of the plane
you gives a thumbs up
adam sandler on the tv
guy beside you
in a business suit
casting you glances
hey buddy that's my girl
so here we are baby me and you at last
a million pounds of metal and some fancy math
it ain't the air beneath the wings
it's the air above
wide open baby like the future of us
the flight attendant
hand on top of my seat
asks in a flat twang
do i want a coca cola
the guy beside you
in a business suit
casting you glances
hey buddy that's my girl
so here we are baby you and me at last
a million lbs of metal and some fancy math
it aint the air beneath the wings
its the air above
wide open baby like the future of us
lavalamp
You've got tons of talent. And this just proves. An entertainingly, enjoyable song.
Excellent tune. Right up my alley.
Dave