Parody Lyrics copyright 2001 by Steven Cavanagh.
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Well you can tell by the way I shoot my guns
I'm a woman who hates Aliens.
And I've sure got enough to shoot,
cause I'm goin' in to rescue Newt
And she's all right (ring), she's OK (ring)
she's eleven feet away
And over there, a friendly bug
would like to give her face a hug
Creepy things are crawlin', the coolant level's fallin'
in the alien hive, alien hive
Lotta bullets flyin' and aliens are dyin'
in the alien hive, alien hive
Aaagh! Aaagh! Aaagh! Aaagh! alien hive, alien hive
Aaagh! Aaagh! Aaagh! Aaagh! alien hive
Don't hang around the walls tonight
the heat is on, It's party time
This ain't no disco, but who cares?
It's got flashing lights, and I've got flares
And it's all right, it's okay
this party will be blown away
And this is one hip rockin' scene
cause now I've found my Disco Queen!
Creepy things are crawlin', the coolant level's fallin'
in the alien hive, alien hive
Lotta bullets flyin' and aliens are dyin'
in the alien hive, alien hive
Aaagh! Aaagh! Aaagh! Aaagh! alien hive, alien hive
Aaagh! Aaagh! Aaagh! Aaagh! alien hive
We're going nowhere, Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Bishop is nowhere, Somebody help me.
Somebody help me yeah. (The Alien Hive!)
(repeat)