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