America - Comin' Into Los Angeles Lyrics
Coming in from london from over the poleFlying in a big airlinerChicken flying everywhere around the planeCould we ever feel much finerComing into los angelesBringing in a couple of keysDont touch my bags if you pleaseMister customs man, manTheres a guy with a ticket to mexicoCould he ever look much strangerWalking in the hall with his things and allSmiling, said he was the lone rangerComing into los angeles,Bringing in a couple of keysDont touch my bags if you pleaseMister customs man, manHip woman walking on a moving floorTripping on the escalatorTheres a man in the line, and shes blowing his mindThinking that hes already made herComing into los angeles,Bringing in a couple of keysDont touch my bags if you pleaseMister customs man, manComing into los angeles,Bringing in a couple of keysDont touch my bags if you pleaseMister customs man, manComing into los angeles,Bringing in a couple of keysDont touch my bags if you pleaseMister customs man, man
