It's a bloody Mary morning
Baby left me without warning
Sometime in the night
So I'm flying down to Houston
Forgetting her, the nature of my flight

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As we taxi toward the runway
With the smog and haze reminding me
Of how I feel
Just a country boy who's learning
That the pitfalls of the city are extremely real

All the nightlife and the parties
Temptation and a seat
The order of the day
We'll it's a bloody Mary morning
And I'm leaving baby
Somewhere in L.A

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Our golden jet is airborne
And flight #50 cuts a path across the morning sky
And a voice comes through the speaker
Reassuring us flight #50 is the way to fly
And a hostess takes our order
Coffee, tea, or something stronger to start off the day
It's a bloody Mary morning
And I'm leaving baby somewhere in L.A