"Duty Free" as written by and Vic Chestnut....
There are some lines that can't be crossed
But sometimes those lines get lost
Should I stay or should I cross?
I was crippled
When you were faithful I was wasted

Do you need anything from duty free?
I gotta get out of this endless day
Do you need anything from duty free?
I gotta get out of the U.S.A.
Kickin in gifts to the trickers and treaters

Kill em with kindness and gifts for the needy
Brinkman and Lloyd's or I'll drink it from toilets
Sit on your glasses while your money gets moist
Hide all the luggage you better hide it from trouble
Smells like the '40s like Europe and rubble
The locals don't know you they're the ones you want love from
Comforts or cots let me check yeah I got one

If I could I would change my name
And get a girl and jump a plane
I overheard them say they want to rearrange their faces
And blow out their brains
I was strange while I was wasted


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"Duty Free" as written by Vic Chestnut

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    General CommentOk, anyone who has been trapped at Chicago O'Hare will appreciate this song.
    aboucheron April 04, 2008   Link

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