Flying Cloud
JOSEPH DONALD MASCIS JR
Hings happen and no one told me
You can't think, you can't drink it
You laughed again and you rode me
I won't drop it, you can't stop it now
Hey lady,
Where you goin'?
Hey lady,
Why ain't it snowing?
Were you riding the chair alone
Hey lady,
Where's your friend?
Hey lady,
Blew you off again
Don't worry, I'll ride you up to the top
Hey lady,
Sorry, that's the last stop
I'll see you
I'll see you
On the way down
I'll see you
In the last flying cloud
I'll see you
I'll see you
On the way down
In the last flying cloud
Oh Yeah!