By the factory
We kissed, necked and cried
Never to return.
Never to return,
I bade the Martians goodbye,
caught rocket for Earth
Caught rocket for earth
Mother to put in her green
Salad with beansprouts.
Salad with beansprouts
Something very tasty
With a glass of wine.
With a glass of wine
I feel very confident
To face your cooking
To face your' cooking
Was not easy as you were
An acquired taste.
For my barbecue
I prefer grilled steak and prawns,
Not cheap sausages.
Not cheap sausages:
Only made from sacred cows
Kidnapped from Delhi
Kidnapped from Delhi
You will be stoned to death
Run for your life now.
Run for your life now.
I'm after you, so be afraid.
Better watch your back.
Better watch your back
Those freckles look suspicious
You've had too much sun
You've had too much sun,
Your skin in extra crispy.
What are you, chicken?
What are you, chicken?
Asking a man from downunder,
You must be joking!
You must be joking!
I'm burning to a crisp here.
I'm Indian red.
In the summertime.
I love going to the beach.
To get my brown tan.
To get my brown tan
Heat oven to three fifty
Baste every hour
Baste every hour
With suntan oil and you too
Can get skin cancers.
Can get skin cancers,
But I'd rather sit at home,
reading horoscopes.
