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  • Written by gene parsons
  • Im writing this here letter from aboard a dc8
  • Heading into angel town, I hope its not too late
  • It rained in new york city
  • Mister rock n roll couldnt stay
  • The crowd was mad and we were had
  • Chasing the sun back to l.a.
  • Have breakfest with me mamma
  • I hope theyll let us in
  • Got a leather jacket on
  • I know that its a sin
  • Gunga din
  • Sitting backwards on this airplane, is bound to make me sick
  • Spend your life on a dc8, never get to bed
  • Settle down (settle down)
  • Now were over kansas, where the clouds are floating by
  • The whole wide world looks back at me
  • Just like a mushroom pie I wonder why
  • Have breakfest with me mamma
  • I hope theyll let us in
  • Got a leather jacket on
  • I know that its a sin
  • Gunga din

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