I look out of my window at night I see the stars and I'm filled with fright I got a feeling someone's looking It ain't the aliens at the foot of my bed It's more the ale inside my head I got a feeling something's cooking Science friction burns my fingers Electricity still lingers Hey put away that ray, how do you martians say I love you I read my comics from front to back I'll be ready for any attack I got a feeling someone's looking
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