I've must have
died and gone to heaven
Cos it was a quarter past eleven
On saturday night on 1999
Right across on where I'm standing
On a dance floor she was landing
It was clear that she was from another time
Like some Baby Barbarella with the stars as her umbrella
She asked me if I liked to magnetise
Do I have to go star-trekking
Cos it's you I shoulb be checking
So she laser beamed me with her comisc eyes

She's just a cosmic girl from another galaxy
My heart's at zero gravity
She's from a cosmic world
Putting me in ectasy
Transmitting on my frequency
She's cosmic

I'm scanning all my radars
Well she said she's from a quasar
Forty thousand million light years away
It's a distant solar system
I tried to phone but they don't list em
So I asked her for a number all the same
She said, step in my transporter so I can teleport ya
All around my heavily body
This could be a close encounter
I should take care not to flounder
Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face