Eight Foot Two, Solid Blue, Has Anybody Seen My Martian Gal - Allan Sherman

Last night I met a man from Mars, and he was very sad

He said, «Won't you help me find my girl friend, please?»

So I asked him, «What does she look like?»

And the man from Mars said, she’s

Eight foot two, solid blue

Five transistors in each shoe

Has anybody seen my gal?

Lucite nose, rust-proof toes

And when her antenna glows

She’s the cutest Martian gal

You know she promised me, recently

She wouldn’t stray

But came the dawn, she was gone

Eighteen billion miles away

Her steering wheel has sex appeal

Her evening gown is stainless steel

Has anybody seen my gal?

How I miss all the bliss

Of her sweet hydraulic kiss, Has anybody seen my gal?

Lovely shape, custom built

Squeeze her wrong and she says «tilt»

Has anybody seen my gal?

She does the cutest tricks, with her six stereo ears

When she walks by, spacemen cry

'Specially when she shifts her gears

If she’s found, rush like mad

Put her on a launching pad

Down at Cape Canaveral

And shoot me back my cutie

My supersonic beauty

Send me back my Martian gal