I was minding my own business One sunny summer day When out of the sky, an airy sound From somewhere far away I looked up to the sky and I couldn't believe my eyes A big old flying saucer came right down from the sky I wondered why these aliens had troubled all this weight Perhaps to make us be their slaves And take us all away I started to run inside the house and hide beneath my bed And I remembered when I was just a boy what my mama said "Always take the opportunity to make a brand new friend No matter if they're green or red or what shape they come in They may live in your neighborhood Or come from far away From right next door or Singapore Or 'cross the Milky Way" But, what if they have 3 big eyes And smell with their feet I suppose we'd be just strange to them if ever we would meet They may come from another world and be 12 inches high But that doesn't mean we can be friends if we just give it a try Always take the opportunity to make a brand new friend No matter if they're green or red or what shape they come in They may live in your neighborhood Or come from far away From right next door or Singapore Or 'cross the Milky Way Take it away, boys! Always take the opportunity to make a brand new friend No matter if they're green or red or what shape they come in They may live in your neighborhood Or come from far away From right next door or Singapore Or 'cross the Milky Way From right next door or Singapore Or 'cross the Milky Way From right next door or Singapore Or 'cross the Milky Way