Golden Earring

You know the first time I saw the X-Files
I was stoned as usual
Here comes Scully walking in
Zappin' through the Cartwrights
Fox Mulder went and lost his gun
He keeps holding on to the flashlight
Shining bright on lost memories
Scully, I can't forget your sweet sixteen
I'm not an alien
I fear it's not a dream
I wish you'd recognize the voice
That sang your favourite song
At Kansas City Airport
Got the jukebox on wheels, hello
There's a Talkin' Head silently
Tappin' on my shoulder
I'm standing there I'm stunned
Flying high as a kite
My hero he turns out to be
Just an ordinary guy
Lickin' on a lollypop
Looking insecure
One look in his eyes and I knew for sure
I might never come this close, to a rising star
I may be crazy, but he killed me with that song