Testo di L.A. Plane

Seven-thousand miles to Paris Nine-hundred miles to Rome And I'm goin' every mile to find My piece of mind a home This infatuation is driving me insane To make my reservation On the next L.A. by plane Chorus 1: Make me high, make me sane Get me aboard that L.A. plane I'm tired of this pouring rain I'm tired of this passing through Get me safe, get me warm Get me a southern California morning Where I was born, boy I'm coming I'm coming home to you He looks so fine in Europe On all the posters and brochures I thought they promised something more Than what was mine and yours Well I was looking for excitement On every boat and train But all I saw were unfamiliar faces In the rain Chorus 2: Get me high, get me sane Get me aboard that L.A. plane I'm tired of this pouring rain I'm tired of just passing through Get me safe, get me warm Get me a southern California morning Where I was born, babe I'm coming I'm coming home to you And now nothing looks better in my mind Than your warm and loving face And all these miles have taught me That your love can't be replaced (chorus 2)(repeat)