Snake charmer's got a hold of me
In those arms
King cobra baby you poison me
With your love
I want to be a bird in paradise
A desert diamond
Desert night
I want to change the world
I want to change the stars
I want to make a constellation baby
Let's fly to mars
I want to make it
We gotta gotta take it slow
There is no faking
We gotta gotta make it oh
Things turn just a little too slow for us
Down on earth
Fires burn just a little too low oh
I want to make it
We gotta gotta take it slow
There is no faking
No there is no faking
Let's fly to mars