POOR BOY

My love is alien, I picked her up by chance
She speaks to me with ultra-high frequency
A radio band of gold, gonna listen 'til I grow old
Ooh hoo hoo
What more can a poor boy do?

What more can a poor boy do?


 The crackle of the radio, a message in the evening sky
 You're looking at an interplanetary Romeo
 I'll never see her face - between us there's too much space
 Ooh hoo hoo
 What more can a poor boy do?