Spoken:
This next song is for a man named John
and for all the Johns everywhere.
And this is called "Paper Plane".
You know me
I'm lonesome John
I'm lose in love and
Hanging on
I walked the streets alone
Address unknown
Yesterday I had a girl
I went to war and
Around the world
A letter that she wrote
Was bad news and I quote,
"John, I got no fields to burn on.
Since I don't have you to turn on.
Lonely hero, goodbye dear John."
Building me a paper plane to fly on
Pow, pow, pow
Pow, pow, pow
Pop-pa-pow
Pop-pa-pow
Pop-pa-pow
Well I'd tried to make a honest buck
Smuggling, hoped I'd change my luck
I got caught at the borderline
The judge said two years time
Well now I'm free
Paid my dues
And what I know
No one can use
I'm a boat without a sail
A dog without a tail
Eee...who
I'm getting high
Feeling low
Don't ask me
'Cause I don't know
I'm lose inside my head
My credit's in the red
Honky-tonks and smoky rooms
Cigarettes and country tunes
They're not that good I swear
Every angle ain't so square
John, I got no fields to burn on
Since I don't have you to turn on
You're a hero, goodbye dear John
Build me a paper plane to fly on
Just a paper plane to fly on
Just a paper plane to fly on
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