Testo Who's Driving Your Plane?

It was your father who trained you and your motherwho brained youTo be so useless and shyBut I just replaced them and tried not to break themBecause you could stand up if you triedAnd I wanna see your face when your knees and your legsAre just gonna break down and die And, who's driving your plane?Who's driving your plane?Who's driving your plane?Who's driving your plane?Are you in control or is it driving you insane? If I could wave a magic wand, then maybe you'd changeback to bein' a blondeAnd your skirt would come down, it would cover your feet!If I said, "It's not camp to wear Tiffany lamps"You'd be thrown right out in the street And I wonder who's driving your plane?Who's driving your plane?Who's driving your plane?Who's driving your plane?Are you in control or is it driving you insane? You could stand on your head or maybe sing in bedIf I said it was the thing to doIf you're in with the faces and their getaway places'Cause they don't take no notice of youWell, the trendy pace-setters will just called you a pain'Cause I want to know, who's driving your plane