AhhhahhahhahhShe came from planet claireI knew she came from thereShe drove a plymouth satelliteFaster than the speed of lightPlanet claire has pink airAll the trees are redNo one ever dies thereNo one has a headAhhhahhhahhahhSome say she's from marsOr one of the seven starsThat shine after 3:30 in the morningWell she isn'tAhhhahhhahhahhahhahh