(demo song from 1975 recorded for Rod Stewart)
Oh Jessie I'd like to be
One of those men upon the screen
With American ladies and a cafe in Paris
Serving Pernot and Kalua with cream
You can see it I know
All the doors have been closed in my face
And the drinks at the cashbar
Run a mile or more from this place
And oh Jessie won't you look at the planes
Tell me, oh Jessie, is it true what they
That there's a capital G in the name of the game
And the runway's a home for my silver-red plane
And won't you look at the planes
Riding down the skyway
Jessie ain't those wings just fine
Don't it make you want to fly someday
Why friend am I so still
Tied to my job with time to kill
Do I still bear the traces of old Don Quixote
Killing giants on imaginary hills
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(demo song from 1975 recorded for Rod Stewart)
Oh Jessie I'd like to be
One of those men upon the screen
With American ladies and a cafe in Paris
Serving Pernot and Kalua with cream
You can see it I know
All the doors have been closed in my face
And the drinks at the cashbar
Run a mile or more from this place
And oh Jessie won't you look at the planes
Tell me, oh Jessie, is it true what they
That there's a capital G in the name of the game
And the runway's a home for my silver-red plane
And won't you look at the planes
Riding down the skyway
Jessie ain't those wings just fine
Don't it make you want to fly someday
Why friend am I so still
Tied to my job with time to kill
Do I still bear the traces of old Don Quixote
Killing giants on imaginary hills
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Oh Jessie I'd like to be
One of those men upon the screen
With American ladies and a cafe in Paris
Serving Pernot and Kalua with cream
You can see it I know
All the doors have been closed in my face
And the drinks at the cashbar
Run a mile or more from this place
And oh Jessie won't you look at the planes
Tell me, oh Jessie, is it true what they
That there's a capital G in the name of the game
And the runway's a home for my silver-red plane
And won't you look at the planes
Riding down the skyway
Jessie ain't those wings just fine
Don't it make you want to fly someday
Why friend am I so still
Tied to my job with time to kill
Do I still bear the traces of old Don Quixote
Killing giants on imaginary hills
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