| I’m an alligator
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| I’m a mama-papa coming for you
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| I’m a space invader
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| I’ll be a rock 'n' rolling bitch for you
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| Keep your mouth shut
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| You’re squawking like a pink monkey bird
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| And I’m blasting out my brains for the words
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| Keep your electric eye on me, babe
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| Put your ray gun to my head
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| Press your space face close to mine, love
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| Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah
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| Don’t fake it, baby
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| Lay the real thing on me
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| The church of man, love
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| Is such a holy place to be
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| Fake it, baby
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| Let me know you really care
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| Let me jump into the air
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| Keep your electric eye on me, babe
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| Press your ray gun to my head
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| Press your space face close to mine, love
|
| Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah
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| Put your electric eye on me, babe
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| Put your ray gun to my head
|
| Press your space face close to mine, love
|
| Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah
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| Put your electric eye on me, babe
|
| Put your ray gun to my head
|
| Press your space face close to mine, love
|
| Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah |