Goodbye to all my friends I've known

And the travel agents I trusted.

I'm riding along in this beat up old plane.

Look out the window, all the rivits are rusted.

The ground crew is pushing us backwards

On that rickety F10-11

I'm feeling around for my floatation device

And when the safety film is showing, I'm paying close attention...



Beat up old jet liner

Don't carry me too far today...

Oh, beat up old jet liner

Cause it's here that I'd rather stay...



Bouncing around in a thunder cloud...

Landing gear won't come down.

My seat back is up, and my seatbelt is on

I see the fire crews spreading foam on the ground.

If I get to my final destination

My next flight will surely be free...

But never again will I go back up in that

Piece of shit just to save a few pennies...



Beat up old jet liner

Don't carry me too far today

Oh, beat up old jet liner

Cause it's home that I'd rather stay



Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah.