Pure feeling...

I've must have died and gone to heaven
Cos it was a quarter past eleven
On a Saturday in 1999
Right across on where I'm standing
On a dance floor she was landing
It was clear that she was from another time
Like some Baby Barbarella with the stars as her umbrella
She asked me if I liked to magnetise
Do I have to go star-trekking
Cos it's you I should be checking
So she laser beamed me with her cosmic eyes

She's just a cosmic girl from another galaxy
My heart's at zero gravity
She's from a cosmic world
Putting me in ectasy
Transmitting on my frequency
She's cosmic

I'm scanning all my radars
Well she said she's from a quasar
Forty thousand million light years away
It's a distant solar system
I tried to phone but they don't list em
So I asked her for a number all the same
She said, step in my transporter so I can teleport ya
All around my heavenly body
This could be a close encounter
I should take care not to flounder
Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face

She's just a cosmic girl from another galaxy
My heart's at zero gravity
She's from a cosmic world
Putting me in ectasy
Transmitting on my frequency
She's cosmic
(Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face)x8

She's just a cosmic girl
From another galaxy
Transmitting on my frequency
Yeah cosmic, oh
Can't you be my cosmic woman?
I need you, I want you, to be my cosmic girl for the rest of time (fade)

(e está a acontecer mais vezes que o previsto, muito bom, muito bom mesmo)