Got some money In my pocket Got my ticket In my hand Ain't got time To talk Ain't got time To explain Ain't gonna ride A Greyhound Or a midnight train I'm goin' By jet propulsion To the promise land Gonna run down Through the terminal Jump over the chain And make love To my baby In baggage claim She called me up This mornin' Said she needed To see me bad She was Jonesin' Real hard For the love She knew I had Said She woke up Sweatin'