Capitol Steps - TB on a Jet Plane lyrics

All my bags were packed in the overhead bin The guy beside me flashes a grin We're buckled up now, we're all set to go Then suddenly as we take off That guy, he starts to shake and cough It worried me, 'cause he was in my row So don't kiss me or smile at me I wish you were a mile from me Could we stow you in the hold below? He brought TB on a jet plane And it's a drug-resistant strain Your infectious grin has got to go Your new daddy works for the CDC And he said, "It's ok with me Don't worry now, go have your wedding day" But nobody dreamed the gift you brung Was brought on board inside your lung And TSA took my Purell away So they'll frisk me and x-ray me And then they'll need a biopsy The next time that I take a plane I'll know That it's safer to sit next to A bearded guy who likes his shoe But run if it's his nose, he starts to blow