| Am | D | |
| Coming in from London from | over the pole |
| F | C | E | |
| Flying in a | big air | liner |
| Am | D | |
| Chickens flyin everywhere a | round the plane |
| F | C | E | |
| Could we ever | feel much | finer |
| Chorus |
| Am | D | |
| Coming into Los Ange | les |
| Am | D | |
| Bringing in a couple of | keys |
| Am | D | F | C | E | |
| Don't touch my bags if you | please Mr. | Customs | man |
| Am | D | |
| There's a guy with a ticket to | Mexico |
| F | C | E | |
| No he couldn't | look much | stranger |
| Am | D | |
| Walking in the hall with his | things and all |
| F | C | E | |
| Smiling said he | was the Lone | Ranger |
| Chorus |
| Am | D | |
| Hip woman walking on the | moving floor |
| F | C | E | |
| Tripping on the | esca | lator |
| Am | D | |
| There's a man in the line and she's | blowing his mind |
| F | C | E | |
| Thinking that he's | already | made her |
| Chorus |