I´m a libyan on a jet plane – Vote for my rendition!
There's so many times we've
crashed and burned,
Seems like the colonel
would finally learn
Our Russian jets don't make
good submarines.
We fly out to protect our nation,
And use seat bottoms for floatation.
The water's warm, and we're
good swimmers too.
So kiss me and smile for me,
Call my folks in Tripoli,
Tell them that Khadafi made me go.
I'm a Libyan on a jet plane,
Don't know if I'll be back again.
Muammar, I hate to go.
Aircraft carrier J.F.K.
Come to blow our chemical plant away,
But we keep telling them it's
just pharmaceutical.
So kiss me and smile for me,
Call my folks in Tripoli,
Tell them that Khadafi made me go.
I'm a Libyan on a jet plane,
Don't know if I'll be back again.
Muammar, I hate to go.
Now the time has come to leave you,
One more time let me kiss you,
Then close your eyes, I'll be on my way.
Dream about the days to come,
When I won't need my mobile phone,
Hope it doesn't blow you're face away.
So miss me and pray for me,
Bow down to the East for me,
Kneel and gently kiss my butt goodbye.
I'm a Libyan on a jet plane,
Don't know if I'll be back again.
Muammar, I hate to go.
A Libyan on a jet plane,
Don't know if I'll be back again.