Cosmic Girl
Ton : BEnglish
Intro :
Em7 F#m7 B7(aug) Em7 F#m7 B7(aug)
I must've Em7died and gone to heaven Cos it was a F#m7quarter past eB7(aug)leven
On a Em7Saturday in nineteen-nighty-F#m7nine B7(aug)
Right aEm7cross from where I'm standing on the F#m7dance floor she was B7(aug)landing
It was Em7clear that she was from another F#m7time B7(aug)
Like some Em7baby Barbarella with the F#m7stars as her umB7(aug)brella
She Em7asked me if I'd like to magneF#m7tise B7(aug)
Do I Em7have to go star-trekking ? Cos it'sF#m7 you I should beB7(aug) checking
So she Em7lazer beamed me with her cosmic F#m7eyes B7(aug)
Chorus
Abm7 F#m7 She's just a cosmicB7 girlC#m7
From another Abm7galaxy F#m7 My heart's at zeroB7 graviC#m7ty
She's from a cosmic Abm7world F#m7 Putting me inB7 ecstaC#m7sy
Transmitting on my Abm7frequenF#m7cy She's cosB7mic C#m7
I'm Em7scanning all my radars cos she F#m7said she's from a B7(aug)quasar
Forty Em7thousand million light years F#m7away B7(aug)
It's a Em7distant solar system, I tried to F#m7phone but they don't B7(aug)list 'em
So I Em7asked her for a number all the F#m7same B7(aug)
She said, Em7step in my transporter so F#m7I can telepB7(aug)ort ya'
Em7All around my heavenly F#m7body B7(aug)
This could Em7be a close encounter I should F#m7take care not to B7(aug)flounder
Em7Sends me into hyperspace, F#m7when I see her B7(aug)pretty face