Got some money
In my pocket
Got my ticket
In my hand
Ain't got time
To talk
Ain't got time
To explain
Ain't gonna ride
A Greyhound
Or a midnight train
I'm goin'
By jet propulsion
To the promise land
Gonna run down
Through the terminal
Jump over the chain
And make love
To my baby
In baggage claim
She called me up
This mornin'
Said she needed
To see me bad
She was Jonesin'
Real hard
For the love
She knew I had
Said
She woke up
Sweatin'