Man it's a cold one
We need a monkey to go past the sun
I see the people that want to go up and
And I choose you
Oy, caliente! It's time for one to get away
Not the coldest of coldest
Not king of frio

Chorus
And if you said this planet ain't good enough
I would give my rocket to lift you up
I would hope you'd go way above the stars
So you'd explore Mars

And it's just like the ocean only red
It's the same as if you blush over what I said
It's got the kind of air that could make you dead
Give me a rocket to Mars
Or else forget about it

Well I'll tell you one thing
If you would leave we'd jump for joy sing
And after we've all jumped we'd sing so loud it'll ring out
Then you'll hear us shout you'll go over to the window and look out
You'll see the scam that you fell for so soft and slow
And start to pout and pout

Chorus

And it's just like the ocean only red
it's the same as if you blush over what I said
It's got the kind of air that could make you dead
Give me a rocket to Mars
Or else forget about it

Or let's forget about it