Livin' under the flight path, baby with you
We get to know the planes and here comes Virgin DJ472
And they fly over our heads
And I can't hear a word you said
Livin' under the flight path late at night
I awoke to see the umbrella tree bathed in strange light
And if l, if I could go back
Just for one second and fix this romance
Well l, come on boys, I just might
Everyone, come on
Oh, yeah l, I just might
Alright Brendo, Brendo!
And from the sky the planes came tumbling down
One by one and two by two
I counted at least four in the last half hour
In our backyard, there's just debris
Right over therе where the Hills Hoist usеd to be
And if l, if I had just one more chance
A chance to go back and fix this romance
Alright boys, sing it with me
Well l, yeah, I just might, it's true
Oh, yeah l, well, I just might
Come on, some more
Oh yeah, I, I just might
Oh, yeah l, I just might