If there's something space is bad for it has to be romances
but I feel like this pulsar is giving me sly glances
I transmit on a wide band "Girl, what are you about?"
She signals back "Come over, find out."
Course redirection, it's time for an inspection.
Set up a new orbit start bombarding with questions.
"Is it heavy gravity or do you have a tractor beam?
This grip that you've got on me is tighter than it seems.
Unfold for me your mystery, I've come so far."
"Don't get too close honey, I"m a star.
You can watch but you have to stay hands free
you and your crew couldn't tolerate the heat."
Solar siren shining bright against the infinite black
an escape vector seems to be the only thing I lack.
Guess I'm just going to join the things
stuck in orbit out here making up her rings.