Some times i have trouble even understanding myself

Pilot Error Blonde

Hello there ,is this nine eleven, I’ve never flown before,
Red, I think It’s nine eleven , are you the Cessna Four?

No , I’m a blond, and I never use that brand of stuff,
It leaves my hair too curly, Makes brushing it too rough,

Ma’am we’re the Air port tower, Control you understand,
Are you saying mayday ,or permission now to land,

No I think it’s April, I never fly in May,
I ain’t got a calendar, so I don’t know the day,

What is your altitude , you know ,Ma’am, your present height,
And figure your current position, I have to get it right,

Well I’m five foot two without my shoes and my figure you cain’t beat,
I’m not that big and perfectly fit in the touring seat,

See, I took this Tourist copter ride,
The pilot’s had a heart attack and I think he died,

Ma’am how does his overall vitals seem to you appear,
Well, he’s wearin overalls but I don’t wanna peer,

Ma’am your plane’s an airport hazard and we’re too close to town,
Be assured our main concern Is to assist you to the ground,

Well on my private cell phone I gave 911 a ring,
So I don’t think that I can use your Air Port tower thing,

They said they were short handed, they’d send their best man out ,
I don’t know a Mister Coroner, but he’s all they have no doubt,

Ma’am with no resources, give us your name and next of kin,
We’ll try to notify as soon as you go in,

Well I ain’t going nowhere till I get my money see,
You men all take advantage of untrained girls like me,

I did the best I could and called out nine eleven,
The pilot’s dead and I’m still sittin here in front of hanger seven!

Tom leftwich © 2024