Moon cafe

There's a Hard rock cafe on the moon
Playing my favourite Chuck Berry song.

There's a waitress I can't take my eyes off.

I'm getting the burger with fries, after all.

You can play golf, ride around on the cart.

You could even swear the sun died out.

My kind of trip, to the moon and back.

Remembering the girl from Hard rock

Reminds me I'm shit out of luck.