Well, it's a bloody Mary morning baby left me without warning sometime in the night 
So I'm flying down to Houston forgetting her the nature of my flight 
As we taxi toward the runway with the smog and haze reminding me of how I feel 

Just a country boy who's learning that the pitfalls of the city are extremely real 
All the nightlife and the parties temptation and a seat the order of the day 
We'll it's a bloody Mary morning and I'm leaving baby somewhere in LA 

It's a bloody Mary morning baby left me without warning sometime in the night 
So I'm flying down to Houston forgetting her the nature of my flight 

Now our golden jet is airborne and flight 50 cuts a path across the morning sky 
And a voice comes through the speaker reassuring us flight 50 is the way to fly 
And a hostess takes our order coffee, tea, or something stronger to start off the day 
It's a bloody Mary morning and I'm leaving baby somewhere in LA 

It's a bloody Mary morning baby left me without warning sometime in the night 
So I'm flying down to Houston forgetting her the nature of my flight 
So I'm flying down to Houston forgetting her the nature of my flight