Aviation

He was working for the airline one day

And out on the street the next

The company always came first with him

She came second best

His life was aviation

He was rising fast

They let him go

He became

A victim of the past

She lost her job the same month

At "Fashions For You"

She lost her chance of ever seeing Paris

Lost the baby too

They took all their belongings

And managed to get a loan

And put it all into this broken down building

That called itself a restaurant

He waits tables

She does the cooking

He can remember

Seeing her look so beautiful

And now she is just fading away

She waits tables

He does the cooking

They don't owe nobody nothing

If there's a God up there in heaven

Must have lost his touch

Maybe he's out to lunch

His life was aviation

He was rising fast

But who needs expert in fuel conservation

When the planes are out of gas

He still reads "Aviation"

When he has the time

And if he gets to talk to God he's gonna

Give him a piece of his mind yeah

He waits tables

She does the cooking

He can remember

Seeing her look so beautiful

Now she's just fading away

She waits tables

He does the cooking

They don't owe nobody nothing

If there's a God up there in heaven

He must have lost his touch

Maybe he's out for lunch

He waits tables

She does the cooking

He can remember

Seeing her look so beautiful

Now she is just fading away

She waits tables

He does the cooking

They don't owe nobody nothing

If there's a God up there in heaven

Maybe he's not to blame

Maybe he's changed his name