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Comin' in from London from over the pole Flyin' in a big airliner Chicken flyin' everywhere 'round the plane No, we couldn't feel much finer Comin' in to Los Angeles Bringin' in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags, if you please Mister Customs Man There's a man with a ticket to Mexico No, he couldn't look much stranger Walkin' in the hall with his things and all Smilin', said he was the Lone Ranger Comin' in to Los Angeles Bringin' in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags, if you please Mister Customs Man Yeah Hip woman walkin' on the movin' floor Trippin' on the escalator There's a man in the line and she's blowin' his mind Thinkin' that he's already made her Comin' in to Los Angeles Bringin' in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags, if you please Mister Customs Man Comin' in from London from over the pole Flyin' in a big airliner Chicken flyin' everywhere 'round the plane No, we couldn't feel much finer Comin' in to Los Angeles Bringin' in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags, if you please Mister Customs Man Yeah
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