Do you think you’ll be the guy
To make the queen of the angels sigh?
See that girl
You’d better watch your step
She’s going to break your heart in two
It’s true
I wonder where she came from
I wonder where she’s gotta go
Who’s to say she’s single
And who’s to say she’s on her own
Girls like that don’t sleep alone
(Alright here’s the thing, here’s the thing)
That girl is flawless, and I know I’m not the first one to think that
And since I’m not the first, I sure won’t be the last
I’d spend my whole life looking behind my back
I just don’t think I’m up to that
Where are you going?
Where are you going?
Will you take me with you?
Do you know the way to San Jose?
I’ve been away so long I might go wrong and lose my way.
If you see a faded sign by the side of the road
It’s just sixteen miles to the love shack.
I got sixteen days
One for every time I’ve gone away
One for every time I should have stayed
Should have wore my wedding ring
Living my life in a slow hell
Different girl every night at the hotel
I ain’t seen the sunshine in three damn days
And I think it’s kinda funny
Think it’s kinda sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had.
They were all in love with dyin’
They were drinking from a fountain
That was pouring like an avalanche
Coming down the mountain
Billy had two big
Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He’d puff out some dust,
And hack up a boulder.
He rides thru the jungle tearin’ limbs offa trees
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Knockin’ great big monstahs dead on their knees
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
The cats don’t bug him cuz they know bettah
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Cuz he’s a mean motah scootah and a bad go-gettah
Distant cousins, there’s a limited supply.
And we’re down to the dozens, and this is why,
Big Eyed Beans from Venus!
Oh my, oh my.
Eight foot two, solid blue,
Five transistors in each shoe,
Has anybody seen my gal?
Lucite nose, rust-proof toes,
And when her antenna glows,
She’s the cutest Martian gal!
I’m the urban spaceman, I’m intelligent and clean
Know what I mean?
I’m the urban spaceman, as a lover second to none
It’s a lot of fun
I never let my friends down
I’ve never made a boob
I’m a glossy magazine, an advert in the tube
I’m the urban spaceman, baby; here comes the twist–
I don’t exist.
A long, long time ago, in a galaxy far away, Naboo was under an attack.
And I thought me and Qui Gon Gin, could talk the Federation into maybe cutting them a little slack.
But their response it didn’t thrill us, they locked the doors and tried to kill us.
We escaped from that gas, and met Jar Jar in Bosnas,
We took a Bungo from the scene and we went to Fee to see the Queen,
We all wound up on Tatooine, that’s where… we found… This boy.
Oh Star Wars,
Nothing but Star Wars,
Give me those Star Wars,
Don’t let them end.
Oh Star Wars,
If they should bar wars,
Please let these Star Wars
Stay.
Oh he doesn’t need a tie clip and he doesn’t use shaving foam
So what can you get a Wookie for Christmas when he already owns a comb?
Love is all you need…
Love is the answer.