Portable People lyrics
by Willie Dixon
See them at the airport with their cases in their hand
Got a ten day package in another land
They're the jet age gypsies with a super-sonic sound
They're the portable people, and they take themselves around
Portable people, flyin' in the air
Portable people, goin' everywhere
Por....ta....ble - Peo....ple!
See them at the window with a panoramic view
It's the only time they've noticed that the sky is colored blue
One will have a cloak and a pair of wooden clogs
He liked the avocado, but he didn't like the vase
Portable people, flyin' in the air
Portable people, goin' everywhere
Por....ta....ble - Peo....ple!