Rocket, yeah, satellite of love Ah ah, ooh ooh I will be your, I will be your, I'll be your (I can take you through the center of the dark) We're gonna fly (on a collision course to crash into my heart) Rocket baby, c'mon, I'll be your satellite of love

Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite that beams me home What are we coming to? This is killing me I get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown Well what am I to do? I know all the things

I'll be your satellite Dance around this room, Let's dance around this bedroom, Let's lock the door behind us, They won't find us Make the whole world wait Dance around this bedroom Like we've only got tonight