Song Length |
4:03 |
Genre |
Rock - Roots/Rock n' Roll |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Anxious |
Subject |
Silliness, Aliens |
Lyrics
Baby, baby, baby, please don't go. Baby, baby, baby, I love you so.
Anybody feels like a dancer. You better get ready for a change.
Anybody feels like a dancer. And me, well I feel like Dr. Strange.
Feels like a science fiction movie. The creatures are creeping all around.
I've got my Buck Rodgers ray gun. Gonna shoot that bastard to the ground.
Got a crazy cowboy roller motor. Got a great big six-shooter too.
If I ever see you comin'. I'm gonna make little holes all over you.