Dwayne -

Cockpit over the chesterfield

It landed on the pane

The paper bulkhead’s nose got bent

And frustrated Dwayne

So then unfolded, straightened flat

It ‘glid' across the room

And perfect mathematics made it touch down by the broom

Ah, the glow of great success

The heat upon the cheek

And proudly that this paper plane

Was made expressly by Dwayne, he

Picked it up, straightened it out

Picked it up, straightened it out

Picked it up, straightened it out and pushed it forth again

Nobody had ever seen (ever seen, ever seen)

Nobody had ever seen a flight like that

Nobody had ever seen (ever seen, ever seen)

Nobody had ever seen a flight like that

Straight as a line

From A to B

The passengers

The scenery!

Cockpit over the chesterfield

It landed on the chair

And before Dwayne could get to it

The dog found it up there…

Neighbour in the window

Red construction foolscap

Yellow star upon the tail wing

Shot its load into the cockpit

And Dwayne’s plane fell down in flames

Girl next door named Marsha

Father owns a Business Depot

Slammed the window on her fingers

No one messes with the plane!

Cockpit over the chesterfield

The plane flew strong and proud

It soared out past the neighbour’s house

And flew into a cloud…