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Coming in from London from over the Pole,
F           C      E
flying in a big airliner.
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Chickens flying everywhere around the plane,
F            C        E
could we ever feel much finer?

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Coming into Los Angeles, bringing in a couple of keys,
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don´t touch my bags, if you please, Mister Customs Man.

          Am         C          D
There´s a guy with a ticket to Mexico,
F               C           E
no, he couldn´t look much stranger.
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Walking in the hall with his things and all,
F             C             E
smiling that he was the lone         ranger.

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Coming into Los Angeles, bringing in a couple of keys,
Am              C             D             F       C  E
don´t touch my bags, if you please, Mister Customs Man.

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Coming into Los Angeles, bringing in a couple of keys,
Am              C             D             F       C  E
don´t touch my bags, if you please, Mister Customs Man.

Am         C            D
Hip woman walking on a moving floor,
    F            C    E
tripping on the escalator.
          Am         C              D
There´s a man in the line, and he´s blowing his mind.
F                    C     E
thinking that he´s already made her.

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Coming into Los Angeles, bringing in a couple of keys,
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don´t touch my bags, if you please, Mister Customs Man.