My love must be a kind of blind love
I can't see anyone but you
Sha bop sha bop
Sha bop sha bop
Sha bop sha bop
Sha bop sha bop
Sha bop sha bop
Are the stars out tonight
I don't know if it's cloudy or bright
I only have eyes for you dear
Sha bop sha bop
The moon may be high
Sha bop sha bop
But I can't see a thing in the sky
I only have eyes for you
I don't know if we're in a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
Sha bop sha bop
You are here
Sha bop sha bop
And so am I
Sha bop sha bop
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
Sha bop sha bop
Sha bop sha bop
Sha bop sha bop
Sha bop sha bop
Sha bop sha bop
Aliens landed outside the city limits; said aliens removed their space helmets realizing the earth had a breathable atmosphere; as it was nearing four in the morning the sky was splayed with stars as far as the eye could see, but these aliens had no eyes: they had senses no earth creature could comprehend or even perceive; They moved in six or seven dimensions simultaneously: a red sports car tore down the desolate road & stop in scarring tear of rubber as the girl stood up from the seat & pointed at the lit field "Look! It's a UFO!" Climbing out of the convertible to get selfies with the hypnotic flashing lights; the aliens perceiving the girls were intoxicated & half-dressed, moving onto the aural spectrum they saw the girls true senses as bright colors or grim languid shadows of deep despair; there was no language that could communicate between them, so the aliens revealed their own essences to the girls, whose mouths gaped at the true colors of the visitors; bright & sharp like light through a crystal, the girls' own psychedelic blobs of color & light joined with the pristine and rigid glare of what we'll suppose were two alien boys. together rainbows lit up the field until sunrise when it rained & the girls all awoke naked in the field, the ship long gone & flower petals strewn as far as they could see making a path back to the car. "Did we get laid last night?" asked Sally sleepily.
"I think we got abducted."
"I think he burned his number into my hand," said Marian, looking at the strange contusion.
"My *** feels funny," said Sally, directly sticking a finger right up her ******* & then into her mouth. "Don't taste funny."
"Oh, you're sick! I'm going to throw up!" hollered Marian, Who then wretched in earnest. Sally looked up at the gone stars, knowing they were there even in the daylight, thinking about the tryst, "I've never tasted my own **** before. There's a whole new world out there," she mused enthusiastically to herself.
The other girls were waiting at the car which would have sat idle all night but for the power surge knocking out its electronics conveniently or by alien design shutting off the engine.
Waiting for Sally to come from the field everyone had a chance to brainstorm lies to tell people about what had happened. Sally, feeling a bit nauseous with **** on her tongue, squat down & poured **** out of her backside. She glanced between her ankles & saw that the **** sparkled like glitter & holding her knees she looked up again. The sky was blue.
Sally couldn't have known that was the new color of her aura. It was one of many things she had shared. Light years away, a strange alien boy couldn't get the creature out of his mind. She was pink & soft & wet & he wasn't. Their lights had merged & now his was glowing orange, purple & green. | His co-pilot sensing the change in colors, suggested they go back to the ***** little planet before they head past Orion. For that suggestion, he saw his companion blush his more usual placid hue. When Sally came to the car the girls had a discussion, it was Alicia who spoke, "Sally, Don't ever put your finger up your *** & taste it again! That was disgusting. We won't tell anybody," but Sally didn't care. They were all half-dressed & looked like they'd been laying in a field all night. She could care less what they thought about her tasting her own *******. She was practically half Martian already.
Songwriters: Al Dubin / Harry Warren