Coming Into Los Angeles - Arlo Guthrie
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Coming Into Los Angeles Lyrics
Coming in from London from over the Pole
Flying in a big airliner
Chickens flying everywhere around the plane
Could we ever feel much finer?Coming into Los Angeles
Bringing in a couple of keys
But don't touch my bags if you please
Mister Customs ManThere's a guy with a ticket to Mexico
No, he couldn't look much stranger
Walking in the hall with his things and all
Smiling, said he was the Lone RangerComing into Los Angeles
Bringing in a couple of keys
But don't touch my bags if you please
Mister Customs ManHip woman walking on a moving floor
Tripping on the escalator
There's a man in the line and she's blowing his mind
Thinking that he's already made herComing into Los Angeles
Bringing in a couple of keys
But don't touch my bags if you please
Mister Customs Man


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