Baggage Claim Lyrics

Got some money in my pocket, got my ticket in my hand
Ain't got time to talk, ain't got time to explain
Ain't gonna ride a Greyhound or a midnight train
I'm goin' by jet propulsion to the promise land
Gonna run down through the terminal, jump over the chain
And make love to my baby in baggage claim
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She called me up this mornin', said she needed to see me bad
She was Jonesin' real hard for the love she knew I had
Said she woke up sweatin'; from a dream she had last night
Filled with sexual tension and no relief in sight
She was breathin'; hard and heavin'; like a coal-burnin' train
She said, "Come to me baby before I go insane"

When I get to LAX, I betcha I'm ten-feet tall
Bullet proof and handsome, I'll be wall to wall
Arms around my baby give her all the love I had
We'll be steamin' up the windows in that yellow taxi cab
I got one more thing to do before I let that hammer fall
Hotel operator please hold all my calls