Traveling it gets so hard
But one thing makes me a bard
Not bus, not trains, but red airplanes
Oh, I will just explain
The fares are low
The skirts are high
There is no better way to fly
Than Air Asia.
I love Air Asia
I don't want to sound too sexist,
But these flight attendants leave me breathless
Chinese, Siamese, always beauties
Yes, I'll have another coffee please
Cause the fares are low
The skirts are high
There is no better way to fly
Than Air Asia.
I love Air Asia
Something about all those almond eyes
Reduces me into some happy cries.
I don't know if it's the sudden elevations,
But my heart's got some palpitations.
Will you marry me?
I'm not rich,
but you can live with me for free...
In America
In Americ-ca
Cause your fares are low
The skirts are high
There is no better way to fly
Than Air Asia.
I love Air Asia.
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What happens when a person in his late-twenties with an underutilized English degree finds a steady life in the US boring and decides to keep moving to random countries? What will he eat? What goes on in his crazy head? You'll have to read to find out.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
A song about Air Asia
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