General disclaimer: Max Steel belongs to many companies, Kids' WB!, two different computer animation companies, and a whole mess-o corporate executives. This story is my personal work derived from my inner child getting hold of an uzi and obliterating my good side. "Leaving on a Jet Plane" used in this story is the variation by Chantal Kreviazuk, and is not in any way being claimed as mine.

LEAVING ON A JET PLANE
BY:
Maxy Steel

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standing here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say good-bye
But the dawn is breaking it's early morn
Taxi's waiting, he blowing his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die
So kiss me, and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
Cause I'm leaing on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go