Consider yourself reported. Now bend over ... this won't hurt a bit ...

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She helped me with my suitcase, She stands before my eyes
Driving me to the airport, And to the friendly skies.
Going through security I held her for so long.
She finally looked at me in love, And she was gone.
Just a song before I go, A lesson to be learned.
Travelling twice the speed of sound It's easy to get burned.