(Jagger/Richards). It was your father who trained you and your mother. who brained you. To be so useless and shy. But I just replaced them and tried not to break them. Because you could stand up if you tried. And I wanna see your face when your knees and your legs. Are 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 change. back to bein' a blonde. And 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 bed. If I said it was the thing to do. If you're in with the faces and their getaway places. 'Cause they don't take no notice of you. Well the trendy pace-setters will just called you a pain. 'Cause I want to know who's driving your plane.