Jimmy Buffett - No Plane On Sunday lyrics

By: Jimmy Buffett, Michael Utley

1986

You can throw your luggage down

Lose your cool and stomp around

But there's nothin', nothin' you can do

Wipe away your girlfriend's tears

Go to the bar and have some beers

There ain't no way that bird's gettin' through

Chorus:

No plane on Sunday

Maybe be one come Monday

Just a hopeless situation

Make the best of it's all you can do

'Til they get through

Overheard the engineer

Say somethin' 'bout the landin' gear

Now we're runnin' strictly on island time

I know you got someone back home

So do I it's tough alone

Aw come on, it's just a minor crime

Chorus:

No plane on Sunday

Check it again come Monday

Just a hopeless situation

Make the best of it's 'bout all you can do

Baby it's true

Shouldn't spend these precious hours tryin' to figure this out

We don't know where the story ends

Let's don't go back to just bein' friends

(instrumental)

So they went walkin' on the beach

Quarter moon within their reach

So they stole it and tucked it in their hearts

That's when they heard the engines hum

And realized the dawn had come

It was over, over from the start

Chorus:

No plane on Sunday

Just another lonely Monday

Aw make the best of a bad situation's

'Bout all you can do

Baby it's true

Whoa oh oh oh baby it's true

Oh oh oh oh baby what's new

Oh oh oh oh baby what's new