Mars Bars

(Bob Reid)



The Martians invited us up for tea

We will arrive at a quarter past three

They'll fly us to Mars with a Martian named Marge

And they'll take us to their house in their Mars barge



Chorus

Mars bars, eat 'em in your cars bars

Better than Atari, starry, Sagittari-ars bars

Screen stahs eat them in the casbahs

Yummy-ummy, sticky-icky, creamy-eamy, juicy-uicy,

munchy-unchy, slurpy-urpy, gooey-ooey Mars bars!



They will be serving us Marzipan

Campbell's Mars-mallow soup in a can

Orange Mars-malade over Mars-caroni stars

Marsaschino cherries and . . . Mars bars

Then to the theatre we will go

We will be seeing Mars-cel Mars-ceau

Mars-cello Mars-troianni will strum his guitars

And we'll have a few Mars-tinis and . . . Mars bars



Then we'll go strolling through the canals

We'll watch Mars mongooses in their corrals

We'll see those Mars-supials hop mete-ars

And over thar's a couple of . . . Mars bars



Then we will tell them we must be off

We'll say "Adios" and "Mars-el Tov"

And as we depart we'll see the canalis

And the ruby luminary of the Mars Bar-ealis



Now maybe tomorrow they'll visit me

I'll serve them their favorite galactic tea

Hydrogen-sicles and pickled cigars

Cosmologic lollipops and hippopotamars, bars

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