James Wotal - SITTING TIGHT

I went for a ride, on a seven forty seven
Moved away from the gate, then we sat there forever
No one ever told us, what the reason was
For sitting on the tarmac, for all those hours
I tried to call my Baby, to tell her what was up
But the Flight Attendant said, "Can't use no electronic stuff"

Sitting tight, wondering if we're ever gonna fly
Sitting tight, wishing we were up in the sky
Sitting tight, stuck on the tarmac all night

I tried to stand up, and straighten my knees
The Flight Attendant said, "Get back in your seat"
I untied my laces, to take off my shoes
Flight Attendant told me, I was breaking the rules
I asked for a drink, to settle my nerves
She said, "No drinks, til we're up in the air"

Sitting tight, wondering if we're ever gonna fly
Sitting tight, wishing we were up in the sky
Sitting tight, stuck on the tarmac all night

Sitting tight, wondering if we're ever gonna fly
Sitting tight, wishing we were up in the sky
Sitting tight, stuck on the tarmac all night

After several hours, we moved back to the gate
Flight Attendant said, "We're gonna have to change planes"
Another hour later, we were doing the same
Waiting for the signal, to get back on the plane
Hours of delay, time to recheck the bags
Get back on the plane, we're going no where fast

Sitting tight, wondering if we're ever gonna fly
Sitting tight, wishing we were up in the sky
Sitting tight, stuck on that tarmac all night

Sitting tight, wondering if we're ever gonna fly
Sitting tight, wishing we were up in the sky
Sitting tight, stuck on that tarmac all night

Written by:
JAMES WOTAL

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