Helen Humes - Jet Propelled Papá lyrics

I've got a jet propelled papa with a magic ray Yes I've got a jet propelled papa with a magic ray He'll put your head in a spin and take your breath away Now when he gets started There's nothing left to keep All your love will explode When he turns on the heat Fast like a rocket, he's built for any meat He's my jet propelled papa with supersonic speed He's a jet propelled papa with a swing and a sway When he makes contact the world just fades away When you get hurried he can really put you there No, he don't need no refuelling, he can even burn air He's my jet propelled papa, he's got that atomic touch What that man hasn't got don't 'mount to very much Yes he's my papa, he's just like a shooting star And when that man takes off you can't tell just where you are