Had to catch a plane the other day
things didn't go so fine
must of been a hundred people
ahead of me in line.



Late was I as it was --
impatient I was becoming,
the worst part was I needed
to use the airport's plumbing.



I finally made it to the plane
and I got into my seat.
The guy next to me wouldn't stop talking
he never missed a beat.



Sitting across the way was a woman
with a child on her knee
he screamed the whole darn trip
my head hurt so much I couldn't see.



Down the aisle comes the stewardess
with a plate that had my dinner
how did they expect me to eat it
boy, that flight was a real winner.



Then this guy in front of me
decides to go to sleep,
so he whacked the button next to him
and in my lap landed his seat.

I felt like I was a sardine
being stuffed into a can
the sky didn't feel so friendly
I couldn't wait to land.



I had a new set of luggage
when I started on that trip
now they look like they
came off a battleship.



Is this what they mean when they say
fly the friendly skies?
Next time I think I'll take my car
I don't know about you guys.