CHICKSWell, it's a bloody Mary morningBaby left me without warningSometime in the nightSo I'm flying down to HoustonForgetting her the nature of my flightAs we taxi toward the runwayWith the smog and haze reminding meOf how I feelWILLIEJust a country boy who's learningThat the pitfalls of the city are extremely realCHICKSAll the nightlife and the partiesTemptation and a seatThe order of the dayWILLIEWe'll it's a bloody Mary morningAnd I'm leaving babySomewhere in L.A.TOGETHERIt's a bloody Mary morningBaby left me without warningSometime in the nightSo I'm flying down to HoustonForgetting her the nature of my flight::Instrumental::WILLIENow our golden jet is airborneAnd flight #50 cuts a path across the morning skyCHICKSAnd a voice comes through the speakerReassuring us flight #50 is the way to flyWILLIEAnd a hostess takes our orderCoffee, tea, or something stronger to start off the dayTOGETHERIt's a bloody Mary morningAnd I'm leaving baby somewhere in L.A.TOGETHERIt's a bloody Mary morningBaby left me without warningSometime in the nightSo I'm flying down to HoustonForgetting her the nature of my flightSo I'm flying down to HoustonForgetting her the nature of my flight
