Pluto I have some frightful news dear

In the New York Times

They've just reported you've been overthrown (aah ahh ahh)

From your solar throne for good

Pluto they say that you can't handle

Your own gravity

Well how can you overcome your body force

To clear the path for your own orbit

Now all the planets will gather around and have a thing for you

They'll wrap their orbits warmly around you and send you off with love

Chin up pluto the stars still want you and we down here do too

You know what to do, just keep on keeping on

Pluto I have some frightful news dear

In the New York Times

They've just reported you've been overthrown (aah ahh ahh)

From your solar throne for good