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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, aisle 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
She gets 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
She gets 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, aisle 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
She gets a little bit closer to saying
goodbye
This seven-forty-seven can't go fast
enough, fast enough

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