I just found out yesterday that Linda goes to Mars

Every time I sit and look at pictures of used cars

She'll turn on her radio and sit down in her chair

And look at me across the room, as if I wasn't there



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Oh My stars! My Linda's gone to Mars

Well I wish she wouldn't leave me here alone

Oh My stars! My Linda's gone to Mars

Well, I wonder if she'd bring me something home.



Something, somewhere, somehow took my Linda by the hand

And secretly decoded our sacred wedding band

For when the moon shines down up on our happy, humble home

Her inner space gets tortured by some outer space unknown.



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Now I ain't seen no saucers 'cept the ones upon the shelf

And if I ever seen one I'd keep it to myself

For if there's life out there somewhere beyond this life on earth

Then Linda must have gone out there and got her money's worth.



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Yeah, I wonder if she'd bring me something home.