Monday morning I woke up I was hungover
to the cup so I sat down on the floor
Packed my suitcase full of boots put
on my new shoes and walked out the door
I called a yellow cab to come and
pick me up and take me to the airport
I think I forgot to eat and to brush my teeth but I have my passport
Girl,
here comes trouble
Love, love, love, love, love, love in a bottle
So girl,
are you ready
for love,
hate,
heartbreak and kisses in the big airport?
This is the longest hour,
the plane don't have a shower,
and I feel pretty bad
Watching a Clooney DVD,
wish my girl would be happy,
I would hate to see her sad
Far away from my home,
the captain's on the speakerphone,
telling me we're about to land
And here comes the turbulence,
I'm about to lose my sense,
this didn't go as planned
Hey girl,
here comes trouble Love,
love,
love,
love,
love,
love in a bottle
So girl,
are you ready for love,
hate,
heartbreak and kisses in the big airport?
I'm waiting at the baggage claim,
my legs are feeling kind of lame,
every bag looks the same
My girl,
she is always late,
I think she loves to make me wait,
but she's still my soulmate
Girl,
here comes trouble Love,
love,
love,
love,
love,
love in a bottle
So girl,
are you ready for love,
hate,
heartbreak and kisses in the big airport?
Love, love, love, love, love, love in a bottle
So girl,
are you ready for love,
hate,
heartbreak and kisses in the big airport?