Lyrics

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 the 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 got to get off soon Sunbathin' on Mercury or jammin' 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 Anus of Uranus, he's a friend of mine He's a first-rate party and a real fine time.
Writer(s): David Edward Long Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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