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Coming in from London from over the Pole,
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flying in a big airliner.
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Chickens flying everywhere around the plane,
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could we ever feel much finer?
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Coming into Los Angeles, bringing in a couple of keys,
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don´t touch my bags, if you please, Mister Customs Man.
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There´s a guy with a ticket to Mexico,
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no, he couldn´t look much stranger.
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Walking in the hall with his things and all,
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smiling that he was the lone ranger.
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Coming into Los Angeles, bringing in a couple of keys,
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don´t touch my bags, if you please, Mister Customs Man.
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Coming into Los Angeles, bringing in a couple of keys,
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don´t touch my bags, if you please, Mister Customs Man.
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Hip woman walking on a moving floor,
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tripping on the escalator.
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There´s a man in the line, and he´s blowing his mind.
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thinking that he´s already made her.
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Coming into Los Angeles, bringing in a couple of keys,
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don´t touch my bags, if you please, Mister Customs Man.
