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Honeymoon on Mars Phobos they say is made of golden honey Thus sticky sweet to feed your cuddle bunny And double moons make double boons and slurpy spoons And juicy swoons and countless other groovy boons So pack your pillow we’ll hop a rocket I’ll pack my plug you tote your socket Its good old tab A in good old slot B for you and me Eternally Honeymoon on Mars Fly me to the stars The red hot rhythms that you rumba to Are like some science fiction dream come true Like you and me can bugaboo supreme In oceans of absynth with cream And all the creature of this peculiar planet Will not deplore it censor it or ban it If the maiden dance of the martian fire ants Should cause us both to wet our pants Honeymoon on Mars Fly me to the stars Down most canals that most folks seldom use Doing things they seldom dare All the ecstasy is real luxuriating without care Its just too bad there isn’t any air And if some sexy saucelin should spy us Maybe they will land and maybe try us If they like us they may fly us far away To where the sexy salsa saucer people play Honeymoon on Mars Fly me to the stars Honeymoon on Mars Fly me to the stars
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