“Concorde”
(lyrics by Bill Goldschmidt, music by Joe)
I was sitting on a beach (I think it was the South Pacific) Where it is, I can't be more specific But I can tell you: I was really far away The waiter says my bill's been paid by this lovely young widow over there Waiter warns: I should beware! Wait a minute – what's that you say? I just missed my stop? I'll be late... trying to find a place called paradise Only find it in my mind Moonshine and sunshine - no watch to keep the time I could just live my life And if I can help myself, I might steal a ripe grape off the vine And no one would be sore, or kick me out the back door I could just live my life I was sitting on a plane called the Concorde It's a fast way to the south of France And I should tell you: France is very far away The waiter says my bill's been paid by that scary emaciated model over there Waiter warns: I should beware! Wait a minute – what's that you say? I just missed my stop?