(John D. Loudermilk)

Baby, oh baby, tell the man at the ticket stand
That you've changed your mind
Let me run on out and tell the cab to keep his meter flyin'
'Cause if you say goodbye to me, babe, you're gonna break my mind.

Break my mind, break my mind
No, I just can't stand to hear them big jet engines whine
Break my mind break my mind oh Lord
If you leave you're gonna leave a babblin' fool behind.

Baby, sweet, sweet baby, let me take
Your suitcase off the scales in time
Tell the man that you've suddenly developed a thing about flyin'
'Cause if you say goodbye to me, babe, you're gonna break my mind.

Break my mind, break my mind
No, I just can't stand to hear them big jet engines whine
Break my mind break my mind oh Lord
If you leave you're gonna leave a babblin' fool behind.

Break my mind, break my mind
No, I just can't stand to hear them big jet engines whine
Break my mind break my mind oh Lord
If you leave you're gonna leave a babblin' fool behind...