It was the night beforeWhen i knocked on your doorHad the buttons of your dress in my eye3 o’clock in the morningWhen my mind is dawningI remember what i’ve done and i cryYou make me feel like a manWho can’t see that his time has comeYou’re so pretty – i’m so dumbI’m the first man on the sunStuck a fork in my legTrying to remember your nameHid my trousers as they slowly bledCaught my brain in my zipLet my intelligence slipAs i failed to get you into my bedCan’t make you feel like a womanWho can see that her time has comeYou’re so pretty – i’m so dumbI’m the first man on the sunIt was the night beforeWhen i knocked at your doorPut your fingers to my head and went bangPut her hands down my trousersAnd pulled out my tongueShe was lucky to get lifeAnd not hangedYou make me feel like a manWho can’t see that his time has comeYou’re so lovable, i’m athugI’m the first man on the sun