Planes

Music by elton john

Lyrics by bernie taupin

Available on the album rare masters



Oh jessie i'd like to be

One of those men upon the screen

With an elegant lady and a cafe in paris

Serving pernot and kalua with cream



You can see it i know

All the doors have been closed in my face

And the drinks at the casbah

Run a mile or more from this place





And oh jessie won't you look at the planes

Tell me, oh jessie, is it true what they

That there's a capital g in the name of the game

And the runway's a home for my silver-red plane





And won't you look at the planes

Riding down the skyway

Jessie ain't those wings just fine

Don't it make you want to fly someday





Why friend am i so still

Tied to my job with time to kill

Do i still bear the traces of old don quixote

Tilting giants on imaginary hills


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