The day begins in the mirror, tired eyes are made up, the lips red like bricks, and then the coffee she drinks every morning, and she wears blue and yellow, she says she would like to be fixed, she says the world is smaller when you fly every day. Jenny, Jenny cloud rider, just keeps on smiling, like all flight attendants. And after every landing, she's smiling in the fire, between a thousand passengers who don't want to wait for the passport checks and customs, and then three hours on hold, and Jenny drinks the coffee cold, and she googles Panama, two years ago she was there for ten minutes, oh Panama. Oh Panama, oh oh oh Panama, oh oh oh Panama, oh how beautiful Panama. Jenny, Jenny cloud rider, just keeps on smiling, like all flight attendants. Welcome on board, welcome on board, welcome on board. Welcome on board, every day ten thousand miles across the sea, she says she sometimes comes home and doesn't know where from. Jenny, Jenny cloud rider, just keeps on smiling, like all flight attendants. Welcome on board.