Late last night
While wishing on a star
Down from the sky
Came a man in a car
He said Get in Jackson
Come on, let's go for a ride
Outta sight
Sitting in a cockpit
Strapped down in a chair
I said Hey, tell me
What's that over there
He said Meet my computer
He's a friendly son of a gun
And we're having fun
Playing cards on Venus
In a cloudy room
Pass a glass of ammonia
I've got to get off soon
Sunbathing on Mercury
Or jamming on Jupiter
Which do you prefer
It's getting pretty late
I got to go home
Nice to have met you
What's your telephone
Maybe soon I'll call you
If I can afford the fare
It's long distance out there