Karaoké Ticket to L.A. Brett Young

Gate twenty-two two hour delay

She was waitin' on a plane to L.A.

I didn't see the harm in sittin' down at the wrong gate

She said hello where you headed to?

I didn't lie but I bent the truth

Said I'd go anywhere with you and before long

It was midnight in the middle of JFK

Tryin' to take my mind off the fallin' rain

I was sayin' anything to make her laugh

Never wanted anything so bad

She got me wishin' that she could stay

Doesn't even know that I've missed my plane

Now there ain't a single thing

I wouldn't trade

For a ticket to L.A. yeah yeah

A ticket to L.A. yeah yeah yeah hey hey

She opened up after a drink

Said she started law school in the spring

And by the time that she had three

I know almost everything

Lightnin' flashed 'cross the sky

I said it probably wasn't safe to fly

Secretly I hoped that she'd be stuck with me all night

It was midnight in the middle of JFK

Tryin' to take my mind off the fallin' rain

I was sayin' anything to make her laugh

Never wanted anything so bad

She got me wishin' that she could stay

Doesn't even know that I've missed my plane

Now there ain't a single thing

I wouldn't trade for a ticket to L.A.

And now Gate twenty-two is callin' out her name

She wrote her number on my hand and walked away

Alone here in the middle of JFK

Sittin' near the bar in an empty gate

I'd do anything to bring her back

Never wanted anything so bad

She got me wishin' that she could stay

Doesn't even know that I've missed my plane

Now there ain't a single thing I wouldn't trade

For a ticket to L.A. yeah yeah

A ticket to L.A yeah yeah

A ticket to L.A. yeah a ticket to L.A.

A ticket to L.A.

A ticket to L.A. yeah yeah