Ahhhahhahhahh
She came from planet claire
I knew she came from there
She drove a plymouth satellite
Faster than the speed of light
Planet claire has pink air
All the trees are red
No one ever dies there
No one has a head
Ahhhahhhahhahh
Some say she’s from mars
Or one of the seven stars
That shine after 3:30 in the morning
Well she isn’t
Ahhhahhhahhahhahhahh
