I found this one years ago and like most of my material I let it simmer for about twenty years in an old mayonaise jar buried under the back porch to see if it could stand the test of time. Well, it has and I've recently added it to my mildewed bag of "Songs Better Left Unsung But I'm Singin'em Anyway".

Flying Saucers

Our marriage used to be,
Like the sweetest harmony.
Everything was peachy at the start.

But like a rocket to the moon,
It was over much too soon.
The day she hit my head she broke my heart.


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(sound of saucers crashing followed by moans of owww!, 3x progressively louder)
Flying saucers
Flying saucers
Flying from the hands of my wife
Flying saucers
Flying saucers
Are breaking up my happy wedding life
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Last night I sure was blist,
when she threw a plate and missed.
I cried, "This is goodbye to our romance!"

But she pleaded as she said,
"Though that plate just missed your head,
I'm your wife and I deserve a second chance."

(chorus)

So to science I declare,
For those saucers in the air,
You don't have to look to Jupiter or Mars.

You can solve this mystery.
Find a woman who is free.
Marry her and you will soon be seeing stars.

(chorus)