It's cold outside
There's no kind of atmosphere
I'm all alone, more or less
Let me fly, far away from here
Fun, fun, fun
In the sun, sun, sun
I want to lie
Shipwrecked and comatose
Drinking fresh mango juice
Goldfish shoals, nibbling at my toes
Fun, fun, fun
In the sun, sun, sun
Fun, fun, fun
In the sun, sun, sun
I'll pack my bags
And head into hyperspace
Where I'll succeed at time-warp speed
Spend my days in ultraviolet rays
Fun, fun, fun
In the sun, sun, sun
We'll lock on course
Straight through the universe
You and me, and the Galaxy
Reach the stage where the hyperdrive's engaged
Fun, fun, fun
In the sun, sun, sun
Fun, fun, fun
In the sun, sun, sun

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