Back From Mars   
 
   
  Hey you, come with me, to a world of billionaires   
 
 See me, I'm da bomb, drinking champagne down at Pierre's   
    
 
 All the people that I'm meeting, are so friendly and perceiving   
 
 When they smile   
 
 Some are talking 'bout their feelings, and the stocks that they are dealing   
 
 So they cry, don't wanna say bye   
    
 
 I am coming back from Mars, where they drive in fancy cars   
 
 And the King he is okay, he is coming home today   
 
 I am coming back from Mars, where there are no cheap cigars   
 
 And Elvis has said, that I could be just like they are   
    
 
 Meet the stars - they're from Mars   
    
 
 Baby, it's glamour, throwing bills up in the air   
 
 Back off, I'm too hot, eat the oysters if you dare   
    
 
 Saying hi to Mister Shoe Shine, passes by a Missus Diva   
 
 Stop and stare   
 
 This is oh so just fantastic, I will live my life in plastic   
 
 Check the hair, and see what I wear   
    
 
 I am coming back from Mars, where they drive in fancy cars   
 
 And the King he is okay, he is coming home today   
 
 I am coming back from Mars, where there are no cheap cigars   
 
 And Elvis has said, that I could be just like they are   
    
 
 Meet the stars - they're from Mars   
    
 
 We are porno stars, sucking big cigars   
 
 We are the pop stars, we cannot play giutars   
    
 
 I am coming back from Mars, where they drive in fancy cars   
 
 And the King he is okay, he is coming home today   
 
 I am coming back from Mars, where there are no cheap cigars   
 
 And Elvis has said, that I could be just like they are   
    
 
 Meet the stars - they're from Mars