Orly

Well, if you’ve ever been to Paris and you’ve ever missed a plane
Nothing much to do but sit around
Drink a little, yawn a couple, laugh at where you come from
Have another glass of Paris brown
I’m unknown and they’re still jiving
He plugged himself in, left her screaming
Planes are going up, planes are coming down
Bells around here are about enough to drive a poor boy mad
Planes are going up, planes are coming down
Better get to Rome and have a look at younger sister of my dad
Well, the mission was accomplished on the day that you arrived
Maria hung you out and let you dry
You never understood the language lesson that she gave you
Caught it in reflections of her eye
I’m unknown and they’re still jiving
He plugged himself in, left her drooling