The day starts in the mirror
Lips red as bricks
And then the coffee she drinks every morning
And she wears blue and yellow
She says she'd love to be permanently employed
She says the world's smaller when you fly every day
Jenny Jenny, cloud rider, just keeps on smiling
Just like all flight attendants
Jenny Jenny, cloud rider, just keeps on smiling
Just like all flight attendants
Jenny Jenny, cloud rider
She's the smile in the surf
Between a thousand passengers who don't want to wait
For passport control and customs
And then a three-hour layover
And Jenny drinks the coffee cold
Two years ago she was there for ten minutes once
Every day ten thousand miles above the sea
She says she sometimes comes home
And doesn't know where from anymore
Jenny Jenny, cloud rider, just keeps on smiling
Just like all flight attendants
Jenny Jenny, cloud rider
Just like all flight attendants