It’s like a big silver aeroplane, painted red to avoid their suspicion. 
It’s a big silver aeroplane, yeah, to avoid their suspicion. 

I’ve got to stop, I’ve got to let my hair grow long
I’ve got to get, got to, got to, get, get one of those educations
I’ve got to fly, I’ll cut my eye
Wont you come aboard, wont you come aboard Wont you climb atop my big silver aeroplane

We’re gonna fly, we’re gonna kiss for the first time, I’ve got to get next to you
It’s like a steam train, a hurricane, a fist full of energy, a way to get next to me 
Wont you come aboard, wont you climb atop my big silver aeroplane and paint it red