Electric Six - Transatlantic flight

^GmDid I meet you, baby, on a tran^Bbsatlantic fl^Ebight? ^GmJFK to Heathrow in the m^Bbiddle of the ni^Ebght. ^AbAnd if I am mistaken you m^Cmust let me k^Ebnow. ^GmI'll take your leave and a^Bbway I ^Ebgo. ^Gm

^BbOoh.. o^Eboh.. ^Gm x4 ^GmTaxi down the runway and s^Bbail into the s^Ebky. ^GmI thought I caught your eye then, you s^Bbeemed a little s^Ebhy. ^AbThe captain's on the radio, he says "B^Cmuckle your seat t^Ebight" ^Gm"There's nasty weather; w^Bbe're in for a bumpy fli^Ebght"

In the ^Gmevent of a water lan^Dmding, You can u^Amse my body a^Cs a flotation dev^Gmice. It's getting ^Dmcold now, You can u^Amse my body a^Cs a flotation devi^Gmce!

^GmHeadline of the paper r^Bbeads a tr^Ebagedy, A ^Gmfire in the night over the N^Bbova Scotia s^Ebea, ^AbThere's no survivors, no s^Cmigns of life are fo^Ebund, ^GmThe ocean a mute witness to w^Bbhat has just gone d^Ebown. ^GmDid i meet you, baby, on a tr^Bbansatlantic fl^Ebight? ^GmThe one that disappeared there in the mi^Bbddle of the n^Ebight, ^AbYou know I loved you, baby, though I ^Cmnever got to sh^Ebow you, ^GmSeems we've an eternity for m^Bbe to get to k^Ebnow you.

In the e^Gmvent of a water lan^Dmding, You can u^Amse my body a^Cs a flotation ^Gmdevice. It's getting c^Dmold now, You can u^Amse my body a^Cs a flotation de^Gmvice!

^GmEverybody's d^Bbead ^Eb x5 Gm Bb Eb x6