Heavin’ on a Jet Plane

(To the tune of “Leavin’ on a Jet Plane”) / Recording by Makaena Marie

Tray table’s down. I want a snack
The steward brings it in a sack
When suddenly it gets all turbulent

We move up and down and left and right
I’m thinking now that I just might
Have a sudden mid-air accident

Please turn off that seat belt sign
I hope there’s no bathroom line
Where’s that airsick bag
I need it cuz

I’m heavin’ on a jet plane
So where is that damn bag again?
Oh God I hate this so

As the movie played, I felt quite good
I joked I’m ill then knocked on wood
I’m wishing now I’d never tempted fate

Every bump we hit, I get a burp
With just one more, I think I’ll urp
At least it’s one way I could drop some weight

Please turn off that seat belt sign
I hope there’s no bathroom line
Where’s that airsick bag
I need it cuz

I’m heavin’ on a jet plane
So where is that damn bag again?
Oh God I hate this so

No more of that sinking feeling
For now I am dramamine – ing
Swallow hard. Relief is on its way

Dreaming of just having fun
Right after this flight’s all done
A time when I will never have to say

Please turn off that seat belt sign
I hope there’s no bathroom line
Where’s that airsick bag
I need it cuz

I’m heavin’ on a jet plane
So where is that damn bag again?
Oh God I hate this so

I’m heavin’ on a jet plane
So where is that damn bag again?
Oh God I hate this so

(Fade)