"stewardesses' blues" genre: Indie
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	sad, sad, spinsters of the sky...
	CD: the sky ain't no place to rope a man   Label: armchair terrorist musik Credits: the taurus pedals
	Lyrics sad, sad, spinsters of the sky when did you realize you were going to die alone? many miles from home the navigators chair lays empty and a last ditch chance at true love disappears sad, sad, bridesmaids of the air waking up to find there's still nobody there dreaming of the days of cocaine and chablis no it was never love, but the nights were never lonely now she tugs on the oxygen mask and points toward the exits listlessly in another empty hotel room you remember what your dear mama said she said "the sky ain't no place to rope a man" sad, sad, widows of the clouds standing in the aisle and screaming out aloud 'cos out there in the night, there's a goblin on the wing and in his scaly hand, he holds a wedding ring but the plane is going down

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