Lay, Heather, lay, lay across the aft jump seat
Lay, Heather, lay, lay across the aft jump Seat
Whatever service you had in your mind
Cut it short and then youʼll have more time
Lay, Heather, lay, lay across the aft jump seat
Stay, Heather, stay, stay on your break awhile
youʼre off this Super 80, then you can finally smile
The airplaneʼs dirty, your uniform ainʼt clean
But you’re the best thing on this [Am] trip Iʼve seen
Stay, Heather, stay, stay on your break awhile
Why wait any longer for your flight to land
You can have some cake, just steal it from 1st class
But donʼt eat too much of your bland crew meal
Cause it will give you some nasty gas
Lay, Heather, lay, lay across the aft jump seat
Stay, Heather, stay, itʼs the most uncomfortable in our fleet
You long to serve fat tourists going to Disneyland
But donʼt give me no write-ups when weʼre about to land
Stay, Heather, stay, stay at your hotel awhile
To hear this song (POST IT, BOB!) and others (PILOT REST SEAT DANCE, BASE CLOSING TIME) visit Bob’s Myspace Page. Seriously, you’ve got to hear this guy sing. Really, you do.