Space Age Mom

You believe in flying saucers

Aliens, and purple monsters

And somehow I think you're the only one

You're saying to me, "I'll never believe this

Just last night I spoke with Elvis

And we went out on a shopping spree."

And you, you're the crazy one

And you, you're just having fun

So you, you're my space age mom

Call your friends at the psychic connection

Tell 'em about the stars' convention

And we can all ride down in your space age car

Tofu hot dogs, meditation

Reading books by Carl Sagan

No doubt about it, you're one of a kind

And you, you're the crazy one

And you, you're just having fun

So you, you're my space age mom