I lost my heart on the 747
Her looks were smart, I met her in the aisle
There in the middle of a spicy movie
We made our vows together,
cutting our stakes as be st we could
My love removed her earphones
And told me in her dear tones
She had to powder her nose
Through a dozen stewardesses
Handing out their addresses
And straightening her hose
I knew something had gone wrong
She'd been gone too long I searched
But I couldn't find Diana
interest couldn't have been geaner
And every woman's seen her,
and she was looking for me
Accepting three or four masculine roars,
I heard no answering cries
and I must have looked for hours,
Farewell to the fu ture we
Fighting madly in the baggage plane,
I thought I heard her call my name,
but I lost my love and my baggage too.
She's gone, now we'll never fight united
I promise I'm not quieted,
passing over Des Moines you