| Song | Alien Eye - normal |
| Artist | Eleni Mandell |
| Album | Snakebite |
| 作曲 : Mandell | |
| one alien eye | |
| broken over easy running slightly to the right | |
| Shirley has a secret sometime, someplace, somewhere | |
| blue, gray, trailing don't forget it | |
| bloody, bloody, bloody mess it's true | |
| wisecracking, grinning, laughing, wicked you | |
| never been old, never been born | |
| delivered to the door in trousers and a shirt | |
| Shirley has a secret sometime, someplace, somewhere | |
| now I don't ask and I don't tell | |
| I knew on it on the fateful day in line at the bank | |
| I'm spilling and I'm dropping and I'm blushing like a schoolgirl | |
| I must be possessed | |
| one alien eye | |
| simple and he's stealing | |
| kisses in my daydream telling what he'll do | |
| Shirley has a secret sometime, someplace, somewhere | |
| clear as day that I better stay away | |
| but I can't stop thinking | |
| one hand, one look in his steely grip | |
| and he leans in close and he says hold still | |
| hold still | |
| never been old, never been born | |
| I knew on it on the fateful day in line at the bank | |
| I'm spilling and I'm dropping and I'm blushing like a schoolgirl | |
| I must be possessed |
| zuò qǔ : Mandell | |
| one alien eye | |
| broken over easy running slightly to the right | |
| Shirley has a secret sometime, someplace, somewhere | |
| blue, gray, trailing don' t forget it | |
| bloody, bloody, bloody mess it' s true | |
| wisecracking, grinning, laughing, wicked you | |
| never been old, never been born | |
| delivered to the door in trousers and a shirt | |
| Shirley has a secret sometime, someplace, somewhere | |
| now I don' t ask and I don' t tell | |
| I knew on it on the fateful day in line at the bank | |
| I' m spilling and I' m dropping and I' m blushing like a schoolgirl | |
| I must be possessed | |
| one alien eye | |
| simple and he' s stealing | |
| kisses in my daydream telling what he' ll do | |
| Shirley has a secret sometime, someplace, somewhere | |
| clear as day that I better stay away | |
| but I can' t stop thinking | |
| one hand, one look in his steely grip | |
| and he leans in close and he says hold still | |
| hold still | |
| never been old, never been born | |
| I knew on it on the fateful day in line at the bank | |
| I' m spilling and I' m dropping and I' m blushing like a schoolgirl | |
| I must be possessed |