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You can throw your luggage down Lose your cool and stomp around But there's nothing, nothing you can do Wipe away your girlfriend's tears Go to the bar and have some beers There ain't no way that's birds getting through No Plane on Sunday Maybe one come Monday Just a hopeless situation Make the best of it's all you can do To make it through Over heard the engineer Say something bout the landing gear Now we're running strictly on island time I know you've got someone back home So do I it's tough alone Oh c'mon, it's just a minor crime No plane on Sunday Check it again come monday Just a hopeless situation Make the best of it's 'bout all you can do Baby it's true Shouldn't spend these precious hours trying to figure this out We don't know where the story ends Let's don't go back to just being friends So they went walking on the beach Quarter Moon within their reach So they stole it, and tucked it in their hearts Cause when they heard the engines hum And realized the dawn had come It was over, over from the start No plane on Sunday Just another lonely Monday Make the best of a Bad situation's bout all you can do Baby it's true Ohhhhhhhhh baby it's true Ohhhhhhhhh baby what's new Ohhhhhhhhh baby what's new Get This Ringtone

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