Itchin' like a subway dog,
I was lookin' for the next train on.
When suddenly she says to me, 'Are you my treasure star?'
Har har har
Har har har
She was kooky like some girl from mars,
So I asked her where she got that part.
So wonderfully she whispered to me, 'shoot me'.
'Now, Mr. Slim, better watch your back when the train comes in.'
And then we rolled up town like majesty.
She topped her plane in the trees,
But when our secret worlds collide
She tried to shoot me with a
Goldstar gun.
She could crawl out,
Like mystery.
It felt so weird, she looked at me.
I wouldn't care
I couldn't stand
I turn around again.
And then we rolled up town like majesty
And she would say 'should we?'
Until those evil worlds collide.
She's got a pretty little finger 'round that
Goldstar gun.
Goldstar gun
Goldstar gun