Marty the Martian

Ah, Okay!

The Hills Are Alive

And It's Pretty Frightening

The Sun Goes Down

The Moon Comes Out

The People Gather 'round and We All Begin to Shout

Ech... Mud!

You Better Not Cry

You Better Not Shout

You Better Not Pout

I'm Telling You Why

Santa Claus Is Dead

I Was Sitting On a Hill

And I Was Looking At the Sky

And That's When a Strange

Looking Object Caught My Eye

I Tried to Run Away

Burt I Couldn't Even Stand

And the Great Big Flying Saucer

Came in to Land

Then the Cabin Opened Up

And a Handsome Man Got Out

And He Was So Good Looking That I

Wanted to Shout

He Was Smiling Right At Me

I Was Falling For His Charms

And Only One Thing Bothered Me

He Had Eleven Arms

Then He Started in to Talk

The Stranger From the Stars

He Said My Name Is Marty

And I Come From Mars

So I Listened While He Told

The Story of His Life

He Said He'd Come Here

Straight From Mars

To Find a Wife

I Said Marty Tell Me This

I Said Marty Tell Me True

How Come You Got Eleven Arms

When I Got Only Two

But the Martian Gave a Wink

And He Told Me With a Shrug

We Need Them All to Hug and Hug

It Sounded Good to Me

So I Said I'd Be His Wife

And Fly Around With Him

For the Rest of My Life

He Walked Back Up the Hill

We Both Were Feeling Grand

Yes, We Both Back to His Flying Saucer

Hand in Hand in Hand in Hand in Hand...

In Haaaaaaaaaand!