The Air-Minded Executive

Life, Look, Pic, Peek always print a beautiful cast
And another thing they love
Is a certain photograph
You take the Time, Tide, Newsweek, ev’ry editorial staff
Over a beer they agree
The man of the year
Is the air-minded executive
Who dearly loves to fly
He was an up to date go-getter
His lady friend was even better
She went along to take a letter
Just to be nearby
The air-minded executive
Will take off on the sly
He was a most romantic fella
And all the things he used to tell her
About the role of his propeller
Somewhere in the sky
Foggy or fair,
Gotta be there
Lightin' a flare at the airport
Fillin' the tanks
Callin' the banks
Tellin' them, «Hold up the contract!»
Contact!
Airminded executive became a wealthy guy
And so he wed his secretary
They settled down in Waterbury
And they commute by stratos-ferry
My, they love to fly
Even as you and I
TB:
(whistle)
DC:
Hi, Texecutive, whattaya say?
TB:
Ah man, I just flew in from the Milky Way
DC:
Well, how’s the missus, Tex, can you stay a spell?
TB:
Ah, sure is nice to see you all, oh, well
Foggy or fair, gotta be there
Meetin' a square at the airport
Gotta arrive
Happy new jive
Maybe I’ll get me a contract
Contact!
My, we love to fly!
Even as you and I
My!