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Let's get ready for the countdown
5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off! Bop, bu-da-da, bop, bop, ba-dop Bop, bu-da-da, bop, bop, ba-dop Bop, bu-da-da, bop, bop, ba-dop Alice Nebulae ate some herbal pie so you must 'scuse her while she kisses the sky In her purple haze for eleven days Alice Nebulae barefoot all the time Bop, bu-da-da, bop, bop, ba-dop Bop, bu-da-da, bop, bop, ba-dop Bop, bu-da-da, bop, bop, ba-dop Alice digs the earth in a purple shirt with a knife and fork so worms don't get hurt Wouldn't have a fish on her wooden dish But her bus uses oil and the sea gets spoiled Remember... Alice nebulae I love the dirt between her toes Alice nebulae I love the pit hair that she grows Remember... Bop, bu-da-da, bop, bop, ba-dop Bop, bu-da-da, bop, bop, ba-dop Bop, bu-da-da, bop, bop, ba-dop Alice picks up pace on her ways through space Likes her girls from Mars and boys who don't drive cars Stops off on the moon then she speeds on through Got to pedal hard to get to Neptune Remember... Alice Nebulae I love the dirt between her toes Alice Nebulae I love the pit hair that she grows Remember... Bop, bu-da-da, bop, bop, ba-dop Bop, bu-da-da, bop, bop, ba-dop Bop, bu-da-da, bop, bop, ba-dop |
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