Yeah!

There's a jumping little rock in the outer spiral arm,

May not be pretty, but it's got a lotta charm,
It's the shooting star milkshake bar, yeah
It's not a nebula, it's not a quasar,

It's the shooting star milkshake bar,
At the speed of light, you know you're never too far,
From the meatist meteor that you'll ever find,

In this big ol' galactic void,
You've gotta shake,shake,shake,shake your asteroid
Shake,shake,shake,shake your asteroid.