*LPA (Lieutenant's Protection Association) I'm just an old married Captain Who's wings they now have a star That say I would get into trouble For a drink and a song at the bar For the wife she will be a calling And there is no chance I can stay So I'll bid you adieu And wish I was you Back in the LPA Singing Aye Aye Aye The good times had I Back in the LPA I'm just an old worn out Major I can't count all the places I've been But I can still tell a good story But the truth is somehow wearing thin Now this drink in my hand it is fading And there is no chance I can stay So I'll bid you adieu And wish I was you Back in the LPA I'm just an old crusty Colonel Who's stories are too old to share Most of them I have forgotten From the three years in a Pentagon chair Now the General he will be a calling And there is no chance I can stay So I'll bid you adieu And wish I was you Back in the LPA Singing Aye Aye Aye The good times had I Back in the LPA Singing Aye Aye Aye I wish that I Was back in the LPA