Josie, in outer space. Pussycats 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. Pussycats all by her side. Bleep bleep is the kooky guide. Come along and dig the chase. With the pussycats in outer space. The pussycats in outer space. (yeah)
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