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Budweiser presents...real men of genius
(background singers)..(reeeal men of geeenius)
Today we salute you, Mr. night flyer cargo pilot dude.
(I don't see no sunshine!!)
Armed with only a spit-cup and a stale bag of Cheetos, you charge off into weather where most educated pilots would never go. (that's a lot of lightnin'!)
Wearing the same clothes as the day before, and the day before, your sole purpose in life is to get the mail where it goes, in a corroded hunk of aluminum that some call.... an airplane.
(does that thing reeealllly flyyyyy!)
So as you stumble out to the far corner of the airport with one eye open to mount your trustee steed, know this Mr. John Wayne cargo pilot. If you weren't wearing those clothes, or flying that plane, and if we didn't think our friends might see us, we really would....salute you!!
(Mr. night flyer cargo pilot duuuuuude!!)
(background singers)..(reeeal men of geeenius)
Today we salute you, Mr. night flyer cargo pilot dude.
(I don't see no sunshine!!)
Armed with only a spit-cup and a stale bag of Cheetos, you charge off into weather where most educated pilots would never go. (that's a lot of lightnin'!)
Wearing the same clothes as the day before, and the day before, your sole purpose in life is to get the mail where it goes, in a corroded hunk of aluminum that some call.... an airplane.
(does that thing reeealllly flyyyyy!)
So as you stumble out to the far corner of the airport with one eye open to mount your trustee steed, know this Mr. John Wayne cargo pilot. If you weren't wearing those clothes, or flying that plane, and if we didn't think our friends might see us, we really would....salute you!!
(Mr. night flyer cargo pilot duuuuuude!!)