Leaving on a jet plane

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go (I'm leaving Halifax permanently for Sudbury on the 19th but I'm still not packed, I'm actually leaving a bunch of stuff to charity)

I'm standing here outside your door (Whose door? My roommates' door? My neighbours' door?)

I want to wake you up to say goodbye (I suppose I can bang around really loudly and wake up the roommate who kind of bugs me, but that means waking up the other ones too)

But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn (My flight leaves at 7 AM)

The taxi's waiting, he's blowin' his horn (Taxi my ass, there's a hotel down the street that's only a 10 minute walk away, so I'll just drag my bags there and take the airport shuttle that stops in front)

Already I'm so lonesome I could die (It's so true! And by true I mean not)

So kiss me and smile for me (I'm not kissing any of my roommates)

Tell me that you'll wait for me (I told you already)

Hold me like you'll never let me go (Stop it with your man-on-man fantasies)

'Cause I'm a' leavin' on a jet plane (The plane from Halifax to Toronto is a jet plane, but I think the one from TO to Sudbury is a prop plane)

Don't know when I'll be back again (This is true)

Leavin' on a jet plane (I said so already)

Don't know when I'll be back again (Convocation, maybe)

Oh babe I hate to go (Well "babe," I suppose so, but I won't hate how much more costly food is here, except for seafood)