In a tiny spaceship with four legs. A pillow and some sheets. That's where my idols always meet. I'd like to be there now. . I'm trying, trying every night.
Take a piece of paper. Make a heart and send it out to you. And I sure wanna cut a paper. I wanna scream and shout, so don't cut me out, out. . 'Cause Vixen, baby, you're alright.