Girl on Mars

There's a girl on Mars She watches all the stars And she wonders why She can never find a guy Her friends went to Earth To be closer to the surf Now she's left by herself All alone on the shelf Nothing left to see but repeats on Red Planet TV There's a boy on the moon He sits in his room There's nothing outside Just some bits of junk and an American flag His dad found lying in the backyard And he wishes finding the right girl wouldn't be so hard Saturday dance at the Galaxy Romance Club The Pluto wall flowers are sitting there for hours The local space cadets mingle with the gym leaders While the boy and the girl are sharing margaritas The girl on Mars is a real debutante The boy on the moon has got nothing to lose He's a real bon vivant s'il vous plaît mon cheri c'est la vie Sunday Neptune is home to the big game Everybody thinks that Jupiter can nail it But the girl on Mars and the boy on the moon Have got better things to do Who would have thought that the girl on Mars Who's not the kind of girl who'd hang around in bars Would date a boy from a lesser neighbourhood But you know that he made good They got a nice apartment on the quiet side of Venus And after a while she got used to his dialect Now the boy and the girl are happy in their own world Both astronomically happy in their own world Universally happy in their own world