I was bought on by my mother as her carry-on
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She had me in the toilet when the seat-belt sign was on
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I crawled up to the captain down the other end
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I hid under the seats that's where I played pretend
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And I ate the wild pretzel and the nuts that fell
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And the screech of brakes was all I knew for my schoolbell
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And I know I've got the whole world at my feet
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In my window seat
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I learned to eat the sweet, I learned to swallow hard
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I learned to ease the pressure with free playing cards
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Spent my teenage setting off all of the smoke alarms
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Then running down the alley saying "please stay calm"
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Met the girl in 7B, we tried to settle down
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But we couldn't reach the aisle before we hit the ground
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And I know I've got the whole world at my feet
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In my window seat
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And now the sisters of the sky think I'm deaf and dumb
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As I wait around for upgrades that will never come
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But I know that we will one day sit on his right hand
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Be his automatic pilot when this plane must land
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And the stewardess of Babylon will spread her arms
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And show us all a thing or two about her charms
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We'll be tempted by the devil with the magic wand
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He'll make us stand with arms outstretched then wave us on
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Into the great beyond (our boarding passes gone)
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And I know I've got the whole world at my feet
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In my window seat
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Window Seat
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John Wesley Harding |