Mars Needs Guitars!

I'm primitive
I'm a primitive man
Got a primitive girl
We make primitive love
I'm a stone-age Romeo
I got a space-age Juliet
We make primitive loving
'Cause I ain't got a T.V. set

I'm primitive
That's what I am
I'm your prime-mate
I wanna be your man
I want you, woman
You know I'm hip
Fly me to Venus
In a real gone rocket ship, I said

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I'm primitive (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
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I'm primitive (Oh-oh)
You know what that means

I'm a primitive man
I said I am
You're up to date
I can't wait
I'm a stone-age Romeo
Be my space-age Juliet
We'll take guitars to Mars
And hit the discotheque, come on

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(Oh-oh-oh-oh) I'm primitive
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh) I mean it, baby
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Speak my language?
(Oh-oh-oh-oh) Man, you're out of this world
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) So, like, uh, your cave or mine?
(Mars needs guitars) You don't like this long hair?
(Mars needs guitars) Yeah, dig that crazy
(Mars needs guitars) I'm primitive
(Mars needs guitars) Primitive
I ain't no square