Southwest Delay 1242

Lyrics

[Intro] (Airport intercom dings) "Attention passengers, Southwest Flight 1242 has been delayed... again." Yeah. Three hours late. Destin's waiting. Let's go. [Verse 1] Stuck at the terminal, staring at the gate Southwest, you're the reason that I'm three hours late I should be in Destin with the whole entire crew Hayley and Brooke, yeah, they're waiting on you Rachael and Stuart, and Rowdee the dog But I'm trapped in this lobby in a mental fog Got my bags, got my board, got my spirit crushed Your schedule is a joke, why you always in a rush to go nowhere? [Chorus] Southwest, you're killing the vibe today I got a beach house calling from a mile away I'm tryna parallel, I'm tryna live it up Pour that bourbon deep inside my plastic cup I should be riding sharks in the emerald blue Instead of sitting in this line, looking at you. [Verse 2] I got plans for the sun, I got plans for the sand Got a vision for my skin, hope you understand Trying to tan a starfish right on my left cheek But you're making my vacation look real, real weak I'm worried 'bout my nipples, hope they don't get chapped While I'm sitting in this middle seat, feeling trapped From the boarding groups to the lack of a plan You're the worst airline in the whole damn land. [Bridge] Hayley's on the shore, Brooke's in the waves I'm just counting down the minutes, counting down the days Rowdee's barking at the ocean, Stuart's got the ice I'm just praying that the pilot treats me nice (but he won't). [Chorus] Southwest, you're killing the vibe today I got a beach house calling from a mile away I'm tryna parallel, I'm tryna live it up Pour that bourbon deep inside my plastic cup I should be riding sharks in the emerald blue Instead of sitting in this line, looking at you. [Outro] Where's my starfish tan? Where's my bourbon? Destin, I'm coming... eventually. Southwest, get it together. (Intercom buzzes out)