Some Kind Of Jet Pilot by Brandtson
Sleepy eyed and bed headed.
Nine a.m. traffic jam and i'm late for work again.
There are planes overhead and people going places.
And i'm dreaming i'm on my way with them.
I just want to be driving through.
I got my sunglasses and the radio on.
I'm feeling good.
Just like i could roll up my sleeves and take on the world.
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