[verse]
He was an airplane pilot
She was a stewardess
He wore his uniform smartly
She wore a minidress
They walked and talked together
Under the terminal lights
But as fate would have it
They were on different flights
[chorus]
Hasta la vista, Baybe
I’m sure I’ll see you around
Maybe in Costa Rica
Or maybe Chinatown
Hasta la vista, Baybe
Keep smiling and be sweet
Be sure to think about me
Until next time we meet
[verse]
He walked the lonely tarmac
As Baybe waved goodbye
He taxied down the runway
And met the friendly skies
She turned and walked more briskly
Toward the loading gate
The words she craved most hearing
Were going to have to wait
[chorus]
[verse]
She heard the news next morning
His plane had been shot down
There were no survivors
All crew and passengers drowned
She cried into her pillow
As the news sank in
Then she put on makeup
And dressed for work again
[chorus]
Hasta la vista, Baybe
I’ll be back someday
If not I’ll see you later
Up on the Big Runway
copyright 2007 Donald Paul Harris