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I could hear it through the line
I could tell from the crack in your voice
The static, the noise
It's leaving on the nine
But when it comes to you
I'll do whatever I gotta do
I'm looking out from my window seat
Halfway back, I'm twenty three
Man I wish that I could fly this thing
Give a little more gas, a little more speed
This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough
This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough
Every minute's wasted time
Shoot, it's a little bit closer to saying goodbye
This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough
I could use a drink right now
I've got my mind in the clouds, thinking about
Second the wheels touch down
And my feet hit the ground, run to your house
Knock on the door, kiss you right on the mouth
This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough
This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough
Every minute's wasted time
Shoot, it's a little bit closer to saying goodbye
This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough
I'm looking out from my window seat
Halfway back, I'm twenty three
Man I wish that I could fly this thing
Give a little more gas, just a little more speed
This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough
This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough
Every minute's wasted time
Shoot, it's a little bit closer to saying goodbye
This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough
