Monday, September 17, 2007

EWR 2 LAX

As a flight attendant, I rarely get the opporunity to actually sit in one of our lovely Boeing seats and listen to the in flight radio. This past weekend I went to visit my best friend for a girls weekend out in LA, and we had a blast. I won't go into all the details of our girly shannanigans, but we were leaving Seven Grand and this guy walked by carrying a box of Dominos pizza. Anyone with drunk munchies would go for it... that is, anyone except me, from Jersey, and is totally way picky about pizza. I voiced this pizza opinion, and this guy went off on me. He was like "we're in downtown effing LA" and then I stopped listening. Anyone (with the exception of people from Chicago) would agree that Jersey/NYC pizza is hands down the best pizza. So then, on the in flight radio, I heard this song by my man Frank Sinatra, who of course is from Jersey!



It's very nice to go trav'lin'
To Paris, London, and Rome
It's oh, so nice to go trav'lin'
But it's so much nicer,
Yes, it's so much nicer to come home

It's very nice to just wander
The camel route to Iraq
It's oh, so nice to just wander
But it's so much nicer,
Yes it's oh, so nice to wander back

The mam'selles and frauleins,
And the senoritas are sweet
But they can't compete'
Cause they just don't have
What the models have on Madison Ave.

It's very nice to be footloose,
With just a toothbrush and comb
It's oh, so nice to be footloose
But your heart starts singin'
When you're homeward wingin' 'cross the foam
And you know your fate is
Where the Empire State is
All you contemplate is the view
From Miss Liberty's dome
It's very nice to go trav'lin',
But it's oh, so nice to come home

You will find the maedchen
And the gay muchachas are rare
But they can't compare with that sexy line
That parades each day at Sunset and Vine
It's quite the life to play gypsy,
And roam as Gypsies will roam
It's quite the life to play gypsy

But your heart starts singin'
When you're homeward wingin' 'cross the foam
And the Hudson River
Makes you start to quiver
Like the latest flivver
That's simply drippin' with chrome
It's very nice to go trav'ling
But it's oh, so nice to come home

No more Customs
Burn the passport
No more packin'
And unpackin'
Light the home fires
Get my slippers
Make a pizza

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