Goodbye at the Airport

Your Coca-Cola bottler presents Claudia Claudia based on the play and novels by Rose Franken brought to you transcribed Monday through Friday By your friendly neighbor who bottles Coca-Cola Relax and while you're listening refresh yourself Have a Coke and now Claudia Well years look what your airport We'll meet him again where we check in

I always take on to say goodbye to it and I'm never going to see it again. You'll see it again, don't worry. How do you know? Because that's the way it's arranged. I know it's arranged. That doesn't mean it's going to happen that way, does it?

Look, darling, the airline people have it all worked out, just so it will be arranged that way. What? I don't know what. You've got me so confused. I don't know what I'm trying to say.

I don't see why you're so excited, David. You told me all night that Chicago isn't really very far. Just like going to Bronxville or... Where is Bronxville anyway? Bronxville is in Westchester. Why do I fall for these questions?

Now, just tag along with me, and when I talk to official-looking people, I'll be very happy if you will try. Try not to interrupt. I'll try. That's a step in the right direction. Maybe I should leave home more often.

You leave home once every day, and that's enough for both of us. Hey, David, let's start saying goodbye. goodbye goodbye that all you have another 10 minutes my watch was wrong it's only seven by that clock over there only seven minutes that isn't fair I had 10 minutes of goodbye already now I've got one two three minutes left over and I