She packed her bags last night, pre-flight,
Zero hour, kitten fan.
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then,
I miss the Earth so much, I miss my clan.

Kitten fan, burning out her fur up here alone.
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
'Til she finds a scratching post to call her own.
She's not the man they think she is at home,
Oh no, no, no, she's a kitten fan.

Mars ain't the kind of place to chase a mouse,
In fact, it's quite desolate.
And there's no one there to hear her mighty purr,
And all this space, I don't understand.
It's just my job, meowing all day long,
A kitten fan, a playful song.

Kitten fan, burning out her fur up here alone.
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
'Til she finds a scratching post to call her own.
She's not the man they think she is at home,
Oh no, no, no, she's a kitten fan.

Kitten fan, dreaming of cozy laps,
But floating in space, she naps.
Yearning for a gentle stroke,
She longs for love, her heart spoke.

Kitten fan, burning out her fur up here alone.
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
'Til she finds a scratching post to call her own.
She's not the man they think she is at home,
Oh no, no, no, she's a kitten fan.

Kitten fan, burning out her fur up here alone,
Up here alone.
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time...