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I could hear it through the line

I could tell from the crack in her voice

The static, the noise

There's leaving on her mind

But when it comes to you

I'll do whatever I gotta do



I'm looking out from my window seat

Halfway back, aisle twenty three

Man I wish that I could fly this thing

Give a little more gas, a little more speed



This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough

This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough

Every minute is wasted time

She gets a little bit closer to saying goodbye

This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough






I could use a drink right now

I've got my mind in the clouds, thinking about

Second that the wheels touch down

And my feet hit the ground and run to your house

I'll knock on the door, kiss you right on the mouth



This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough

This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough

Every minute is wasted time

She gets a little bit closer to saying goodbye

This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough



I'm looking out from my window seat

Halfway back, aisle twenty three

Man I wish that I could fly this thing

Give a little more gas, just a little more speed



This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough

This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough

Every minute is wasted time

She gets a little bit closer to saying goodbye

This seven-forty-seven

Seven-forty-seven

This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough