she's alien, yea, I saw it in a magazine
her limbs are long, her face is drawn
her nails are clean
she's moving like she's living in somebody else's dream
alienne

she's alien , yea, I saw it in the Star, yea, she's
the unidentified flying object of my desire
and when we share an atmosphere, she's cool
I'm on fire
alienne

she's alienne, yea she tells me where she's been
it seems so clear, I know she's here
even though she can't be see, she knows just what I'm
thinkin', yea, she knows what I mean
alienne

she's my alienne