My love is alien, I picked her up by chance
She speaks to me with ultra high frequencies
Radio band of gold, gonna listen till I grow old
What more can a poor boy do?
What more can a poor boy do?
Crackle of the radio, message in the evening sky
Looking at an interplanetary Romeo
I'll never see her face, between us there's too much space
What more can a poor boy do?
What more can a poor boy do?
What more can a poor boy do?
What more can a poor boy do?
What more can a poor boy do?
What more can a poor boy do?
What more can a poor boy do?
What more can a poor boy do?
What more can a poor boy do?
What more can a poor boy do?
What more can a poor boy do?
