Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Victory In Space, artist - Good Rats. Date of issue: 03.04.1978
Song language: English
Victory In Space |
| Let the fat man chase you 'round |
| Skin and bones he’s still a pig |
| And the worst is your own kind |
| Wearing pants like Mr. Big |
| Sammy takes too much himself |
| Entenmann’s are always stale |
| And when you say that you are happy |
| Polygraph says you’re in jail |
| Ladies of the universe |
| Ladies of the world |
| We’ll treat you all like goddesses and when you get back home |
| You’ll have your memories of victory in space |
| You can try it that way here |
| But the John might be the heat |
| And the bread you keep from Sam |
| Can’t be kept from Poppa Pete |
| Do it my way and you’ll serve |
| Only Captains of the fleet |
| Do it your way and you’re going |
| Back to 42nd Street |
| Ladies of the universe |
| Ladies of the world |
| We’ll treat you all like goddesses and when you get back home |
| You’ll have your memories of victory in space |
| Jet set guy can fly your love |
| From Great Neck to Frisco Bay |
| But no one else can romance you |
| 100 million miles away |
| Ladies of the universe |
| Ladies of the world |
| We’ll treat you all like goddesses and when you get back home |
| Ladies of the universe |
| Ladies of the world |
| We’ll treat you all like goddesses and when you get back home |
| Ladies of the universe |
| Ladies of the world |
| We’ll treat you all like goddesses and when you get back home |
| (Fade) |