[Instrumental]

It's cold outside

There's no kind of atmosphere

I'm all alone

More or less

Let me fly

Far away from here

Fun, fun, fun

In the sun, sun, sun

I want to lie

Shipwrecked and comatose

Drinking fresh

Mango juice

Goldfish shoals

Nibbling at my toes

Fun, fun, fun

In the sun, sun, sun

Fun, fun, fun

In the sun, sun, sun

[Instrumental]

I'll pack my bags

And head into hyperspace

Where I'll succeed

At time-warp speed

Spend my days

In ultraviolet rays

Fun, fun, fun

In the sun, sun, sun

We'll lock on course

Straight through the universe

You and me

And the galaxy

Reach the stage

Where hyper-drive's engaged

Fun, fun, fun

In the sun, sun, sun

Fun, fun, fun

In the sun, sun, sun