| 24C don’t believe in God
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| But he always prays when a thing takes off
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| And the grandma that is next to
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| Watches the window
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| And 3B's got her headphones on
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| Still not used to her daddy being gone
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| She gets to see him every 3 months
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| For a weekend
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| Just people in planes
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| 17 A’s in a exit row
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| Waiting for his Jack and coke to show
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| He’s just wishing he wouldn’t have
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| Settled so fast in college
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| And I’m over here in the middle seat
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| Watching the world but half asleep
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| Wondering why there’s never movies
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| On the ones I’m on
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| And it occurs to me
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| Maybe I’ve got too much time to think
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| But it helps to be
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| Reminded how we’re
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| Just people in planes
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| When it comes down to it
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| We’re side by side, on the same ride
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| There’s not a whole lotta difference
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| At the end of the day
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| Just wanna know it’s gonna be okay
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| Counting on somebody we can’t see to land this thing
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| We’re just people in planes
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| Hey, do you remember back when
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| Your dad could still lift you then
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| He’d pick you up and you’d think that you were flying
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| You’d spread your arms and start to laugh
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| Do you remember how to laugh like that?
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| Why does that make me feel like crying?
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| We’re just people in planes
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| When it comes down to it
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| We’re side by side, on the same ride
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| Not a whole lotta difference
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| At the end of the day
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| Just wanna know it’s gonna be okay
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| Counting on somebody we can’t see to land this thing
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| Just people in planes
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| The girl in front of me is spilling her guts
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| To some lady she’s never met and never gonna see again
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| It’s being weighing for a long time on her conscience
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| There’s seat kickers and loud talkers, honeymoon lovers
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| Several in the back there, looking hung over
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| Must be coming back from Mexico or Vegas
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| Just people in planes
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| When it comes down to it
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| We’re side by side, on the same ride
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| Not a whole lotta difference
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| At the end of the day
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| Just wanna know it’s gonna be okay
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| Counting on somebody we can’t see to land this thing
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| We are all waiting on somebody we can’t see to land this thing
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| We’re just people in planes, just people in planes |