Rocketman

Looking at Earth through telescope
My spaceship is clean, and I love my job
Music of space crawls in my ear;
I’m dreaming of girls and six-pack of beer
I AM A ROCKET MAN!
Be-bop-a-lulah
I AM A ROCKET MAN!
Sha-la-la-la-la
Saturday night tastes just like Monday morning
Nobody’s here; I’m lonely and horny
Voices of stars turning me on
I want to have sex, it’s time to fly home
I AM A ROCKET MAN!
Be-bop-a-lulah
I AM A ROCKET MAN!
Sha-la-la-la-la
(Guitar solo)
I AM A ROCKET MAN!
Be-bop-a-lulah
I AM A ROCKET MAN!
Sha-la-la-la-la
I AM A ROCKET MAN!