It's not right, but
it's the way that it is in Roswell.
Quirky little town
waiting for little green men,
Or are they grays?
Roswell, Roswell,
down under the sky
Come to us and all
will be well.
Our special visitors
from afar in ships that look like saucers.
They say one crashed
here one day.
Or was it some 70
miles away?
“We've come to see
the place to be,
When you're from
another planet.”
Quirky little
Roswell.
Alien central.
Quirky little
Roswell.
Strangeness central.
I like it here in
Roswell.
I believe.
I like it here in
Roswell.
I belong.
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