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
4,3,2,1... I am a rocket man! Be-bop-a-lulah I am a rocket man! Sha-la-la-la-la 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
I am a rocket man! Be-bop-a-lulah I am a rocket man! Sha-la-la-la-la I am a rocket man! Be-bop-a-lulah I am a rocket man! Sha-la-la-la-la
I am a rocket man! Be-bop-a-lulah I am a rocket man! Sha-la-la-la-la I am a rocket man!