Farther away Can't understand a thing you're saying Hallo Planet Earth I'm far away Farther away And I don't like the games you're playing Hallo Planet Earth I'm far away Somehow you're in the bedroom and she's in a neglige Putting on a record by Valerie Dore Then she lies back on the mattress and she lights a cigarette And she asks you quite politely if you'd rather be inbed And you wonder what she's taken, and you wonder if she's straight And the other men she's brought here, did she treat them all the same? And listening to the record by Valerie Dore You drift away Farther away Can't understand a thing you're saying Hallo Planet Earth I'm far away Farther away And I don't like the games you're playing Hallo Planet Earth I'm far away She still seems strangely distant though you're lying there so close Tangled in the satin sheets, taking off her clothes There's a disco in the distance, and the drugs are kicking in And you feel a bit self-conscious 'cause your body looks so thin And you notice then quite suddenly through unexpected tears That her eyes are metropolitan, like Amanda Lear's And listening to the record by Valerie Dore You drift away