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I'm the urban spaceman, baby; I?ve got speedI've got everything I needI'm the urban spaceman, baby; I can flyI'm a supersonic guyI don't need pleasureI don't feel painIf you were to knock me down I'd just get up againI'm the urban spaceman, baby; I'm makin' outI'm all aboutI wake up every morning with a smile upon my faceMy natural exuberance spills out all over the placeI'm the urban spaceman, I'm intelligent and cleanKnow what I mean?I'm the urban spaceman, as a lover second to noneIt's a lot of funI never let my friends downI've never made a boobI'm a glossy magazine, an advert in the tubeI'm the urban spaceman, baby; here comes the twist--I don't exist Aus Songtexte Mania