The Red Crayola –
Well I have in my pocket
A hurricane fighter plane
And it takes me where I want to go
Doesn't matter whether or not it rains
It's my hurricane ol' fighter plane I love
And it takes me where I want to go
Through the sky above
Through the sky above
Through the clouds of love
Well there's one thing my baby
That I know I must do for you
And it's the only thing
That I know how to do
It's my hurricane ol' fighter plane
And it's mine
And it takes us through the sky
All the time
Oh, all the time
All the time
Come fly with me
Anytime and anywhere
When we fly in my aeroplane
You won't care
It'll take us over mountains
And down in valleys so deep
That when the ride is over
You can go to sleep
You can go to sleep
In my arms you'll weep
On the shelf I have six buckets
And they're all for you
They're full of little things
That we can do
You'll be amused by my
Hurricane fighter plane
And after we ride through the sky
It won't be the same
It'll never be the same
My my hurricane fighter plane
A hurricane fighter plane
And it takes me where I want to go
Doesn't matter whether or not it rains
It's my hurricane ol' fighter plane I love
And it takes me where I want to go
Through the sky above
Through the sky above
Through the clouds of love
Well there's one thing my baby
That I know I must do for you
And it's the only thing
That I know how to do
It's my hurricane ol' fighter plane
And it's mine
And it takes us through the sky
All the time
Oh, all the time
All the time
Come fly with me
Anytime and anywhere
When we fly in my aeroplane
You won't care
It'll take us over mountains
And down in valleys so deep
That when the ride is over
You can go to sleep
You can go to sleep
In my arms you'll weep
On the shelf I have six buckets
And they're all for you
They're full of little things
That we can do
You'll be amused by my
Hurricane fighter plane
And after we ride through the sky
It won't be the same
It'll never be the same
My my hurricane fighter plane
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