Late last night While wishing on a star Down from the sky Came a man in a car He said 'Get in Jackson Come on, let's go for a ride' Outta sight
Sitting in a cockpit Strapped down in a chair I said 'Hey, tell me What's that over there?' He said 'Meet my computer He's a friendly son-of-a-gun' And we're having fun
Playing cards on Venus In a cloudy room Pass a glass of ammonia I've got to get off soon Sunbathing on Mercury Or jamming on Jupiter Which do you prefer?
It's getting pretty late I got to go home Nice to have met you What's your telephone? Maybe soon I'll call you If I can afford the fare It's long distance out there
Anus of Uranus He's a friend of mine He's a first rate party And a real fine time