Flight 861

Little lady standing there on Flight 861
Stand up and you stretch yourself
Boy, I bet you havin' fun
You wear a yellow t-shirt
Your hair is slightly messed
You got U-C-L-A printed 'cross your chest, printed 'cross your chest

Little lady drive me crazy in your yellow shirt
You get me so upset, I may pass up dessert
My eyes are hypnotized, my face is turning pale
You stopped the bubbles in my ginger ale

Into the powder room to freshen up your face
You emerge immaculate, with every hair in place
Then you walk down the aisle in your girly way
Everybody's thinkin' 'bout UCLA

Little lady standin' there on Flight 861
You gonna drive the cariocas crazy in noonday sun
The trip is over before it has begun
Little lady on Flight 861
Little lady on Flight 861

Into the powder room to freshen up your face
You emerge immaculate, with every hair in place
Then you walk down the aisle in your girly way
Everybody's rootin' for UCLA

Little lady standin' there on Flight 861
You gonna drive the cariocas crazy in the noonday sun
The ship has weathered every wreck, but the prize will not be won
Little lady on Flight 861
Oh, little lady on Flight 861