Hey you, come with me, to a world of billionaires
  See me, I'm da bomb, drinking champagne down at Pierre's
    All the people that I'm meeting, are so friendly and perceiving
  When they smile
  Some are talking 'bout their feelings, and the stocks that they are dealing
  So they cry, don't wanna say bye
    I am coming back from Mars, where they drive in fancy cars
  And the King he is okay, he is coming home today
  I am coming back from Mars, where there are no cheap cigars
  And Elvis has said, that I could be just like they are
    Meet the stars - they're from Mars
    Baby, it's glamour, throwing bills up in the air
  Back off, I'm too hot, eat the oysters if you dare
    Saying hi to Mister Shoe Shine, passes by a Missus Diva
  Stop and stare
  This is oh so just fantastic, I will live my life in plastic
  Check the hair, and see what I wear
    I am coming back from Mars, where they drive in fancy cars
  And the King he is okay, he is coming home today
  I am coming back from Mars, where there are no cheap cigars
  And Elvis has said, that I could be just like they are
    Meet the stars - they're from Mars
    We are porno stars, sucking big cigars
  We are the pop stars, we cannot play giutars
    I am coming back from Mars, where they drive in fancy cars
  And the King he is okay, he is coming home today
  I am coming back from Mars, where there are no cheap cigars
  And Elvis has said, that I could be just like they are
    Meet the stars - they're from Mars