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