| Lyrics: | Eight Foot Two, Solid Blue"
Last night I met a man from Mars, and he was very
sad.
He said, "Won't you help me find my girl friend, please?"
So I asked him, "What does
she look like?",
And the man from Mars said, she's
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.
You know she
promised me, recently,
She wouldn't stray,
But came the dawn, she was gone
Eighteen
billion miles away.
Her steering wheel has sex appeal,
Her evening gown is stainless
steel,
Has anybody seen my gal?
How I miss all the bliss
Of her sweet hydraulic
kiss,
Has anybody seen my gal?
Lovely shape, custom built,
Squeeze her wrong and she
says "tilt",
Has anybody seen my gal?
She does the cutest tricks, with her six
stereo ears.
When she walks by, spacemen cry,
'Specially when she shifts her
gears.
If she's found, rush like mad,
Put her on a launching pad,
Down at Cape
Canaveral,
And shoot me back my cutie,
My supersonic beauty,
Send me back my Martian
gal |
