Josie, in outer space.
p**ycats are all in place.
(ahhh) blasting off on another chase.
Mars, stars, the milky way,
When they're groovin' who can say.
Buckle up your seatbelts.
They could be in orbit (in the stars).
On a spooky planet (maybe mars).
There's no way of knowing
When they're groovin' way above the atmosphere,
Trying to get back to here.
They're blasting off now.
Josie's on a rocket ride.
p**ycats all by her side.
Bleep bleep is the kooky guide.
Come along and dig the chase.
With the p**ycats in outer space.
The p**ycats in outer space.
(yeah)