Well I used to think this talk of spaceships

Was just so much hype

I really believed there was nothing out there

Ecept the stars and the stripes

I mean the scientists said they found out that

There was nothing there on Mars

So as far as I was concerned it was just

The name of a candy bar



I'm one of those kind of people

Who need proof before they believe

"Close Encounters" left me cold

And "Star Trek" seemed naive

When it came to UFO's

I was of the scientific school

Little green men with pointed heads

Were for little kids and fools



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But I was wrong

I was wrong

I was real wrong

I was wrong

All along

I was so wrong



The people who believed that stuff

Were always kind of odd

I mean you might as well go all the way

And believe in Jesus and God

I knew I had the kind of mind

That wasn't easily satisfied

And besides I had enough problems on earth

To keep me occupied



And then one night I was standing

Looking at the stars

And I heard something that sounded like

A hundred space guitars

The music was so weird it could have

Been the theme from "Jaws"



Then I saw something flying over my head

I thought it was Santa Clause



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