Well, I used to think this talk of spaceships was just so much hype

I really believed there was nothing out there except the Stars and the Stripes

I mean, the scientists said they found out that there was nothing there on Mars

So as far as I was concerned, it was just the name of a candy bar

I'm one of those kind of people who need proof before they believe

Close encounters left me cold and Star Trek seemed naive

When it came to UFOs, I was of the scientific school

Little green men with pointed heads were for little kids and fools

But I was wrong

I was wrong

I was real wrong

I was wrong

All along

I was so wrong

The people who believed that stuff were always kind of odd

I mean, you might as well go all the way and believe in Jesus and God

I knew I had the kind of mind that wasn't easily satisfied

And besides I had enough problems on Earth to keep me occupied

And then one night, I was standing outside looking at the stars

And I heard something that sounded like a hundred space guitars

The music was so weird, it could have been the theme from Jaws

Then I saw something flying over my head

I thought it was Santa Claus

But I was wrong

I was wrong

I was real wrong

I was wrong

All along

I was so wrong