Continental Drift (Flight Of The Bootymademoiselle)

Текст песни Ozma - Continental Drift (Flight Of The Bootymademoiselle)

I'm bored, you're boarding the 504 out of town
It's late, so look straight
Don't pull your eyes off the ground
You sit and wait across the gate
The minutes stretch themselves so long
You'll never be my destiny
Because my destination's wrong

Right coast, left coast
Drifting round and round
I'm lost, always
And I know I can't be found

Who made these customs I can't seem to get past?
It's no use, since you've been born
Into a higher class
When I want you, and only you
Somehow your baggage comes along
And it never stops, no, it never stops
Until I'm back where I belong

Right coast, wrong coast
Drifting round and round
I'm lost, always
And I know I can't be found
You can't see me
Across this great divide
I'm lost, always
If I'm not right by your side

Back where I belong
Back where I belong
Back where I belong
Back where I belong

Back where I belong
Back where I belong
Back where I belong
Back where I belong