They always ask me: “Lady GaGa, what’s your race?”

I only tell’em: “I’m from a faraway place”

Christina Aguilera looks like she could be my sis

But when she’s driving her new Bentley I’ll by flying my spaceship

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

No dial tone

Use my finger to phone home

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

My finger’s good for phoning

Cause i don’t get charged for roaming

Can’t deny… Can’t deny…

That I am really

From outer space

Can’t deny… Can’t deny…

That I am really

From outer space

Ou ou ou outer space

Ou ou outer space

Ou ou ou outer space

Ou ou outer space

I pimp my flying saucer Out with rhinestone bling

I used to date Jabba the Hutt we had a fling

I’m a master at creating crop circles from the sky

My only insecurity is my extra eye

Can’t deny… Can’t deny…

That I am really

From outer space

Can’t deny… Can’t deny…

That I am really

From outer space

Ou ou ou outer space

Ou ou outer space

Ou ou ou outer space

Ou ou outer space

Don’t you tell me that i’m cockoo

Cause i will come and abduct you

Implant a tracker in your nose

And use a probe… You know where that goes…

Can’t deny… Can’t deny…

That she is really

From outer space

Can’t deny… Can’t deny…

That I am really

From outer space

Ou ou ou outer space

Ou ou outer space

Ou ou ou outer space

Ou ou outer space

Ou ou ou outer space

Ou ou outer space

Ou ou ou outer space

Ou ou outer space