Lyrics:
She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour, nine AM
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife
She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour, nine AM
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife
Just like that rocket Grandpa rode
Yeah, it was the rocket that Grandpa rode
Sounds like braggin' but it's true
I'm not tryin' to big-time you
Shot
make way for new things,
Yet we still cling to the true things . . . )
We will always be ruled by the heart!
In these crazy times,
When rockets fly in
She packed my bags last night, pre-flight
Zero hour, nine AM
And I'm gonna be high
As a kite by then
I miss the earth so much
I miss my wife
the very first time
Now he's doing horse, it's June, unh
Times
Times
It's silly, no?
When a rocket ship explodes and everybody still wants to fly
the very first time
Now he's doing horse, it's June, unh
Times
Times
It's silly, no?
When a rocket ship explodes and everybody still wants to fly
the very first time
Now he's doing horse, it's June, unh
Times
Times
It's silly, no?
When a rocket ship explodes and everybody still wants to fly
The last time I swore it was the last time
And the time before I swear I swore the same
Honey this time baby I wont make a promise
Ive given up
Dooley, slippin' up the hollar. Dooley, tryin' to make a dollar. Dooley, give me a swaller and I'll pay you back some day.
(Repeat last time
She packed my bags last night, preflight
Was zero hour, nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high
High as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much
I miss
She packed my bags last night, pre-flight
Was zero hour, nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high
High as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much
I
to face
A bottle of red, a bottle of white
It all depends upon your appetite
I'll meet you any time you want
In our Italian Restaurant
Things are
to face
A bottle of red, a bottle of whites
It all depends upon your appetite
I'll meet you any time you want
In our Italian Restaurant
Things are
She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much I miss my wife
It's
Huh-huh-huh, my luck she is running very good!
I got a bunch of bananas and a bottle of gin
They keep the hunger out and the happiness in
I got
and the bottle it brought defeat
That's the last thing that's in the diary of my mind.
But I can bring you back anytime I want to
Even though you've been gone
of what never was
The good time rolls, it always does
I'm a bottle rocket baby
I'll burn your fingers and I'll make you cry
I'm a bottle rocket baby
wanna love you like the world's gonna stop
'Til the very last second, last tick of that clock
I'm gonna slow it all down and then take you from zero
the morning, take tomorrow by the hand
Take it down the highway like a rocket to the ocean, we can run
Today can last another million years
Today could be
the morning, take tomorrow by the hand
Take it down the highway like a rocket to the ocean, we can run
Today can last another million years
Today could be
last night pre-flight
Zero hour 9 am, oh yeah
I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much I miss my wife
It's lonely out in
She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much I miss my wife
It's
the 'frigerator
A message in a bottle
A tool to be cool
Cool cool cool
Cool cool cool
Now you know that outer space
Is a very frigid place
There's nothing
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