You got a hole there in your pocket,
Your fingers stick right through,
You don't know who to turn to,
No telling what you'll do,
You're one bedroom barnstormer,
With a bad case of the hots,
So come on and sign the papers,
And join the Hormonauts!
Come on and fly with us we're Hormone Airlines,
All round the world, all round the year,
Up in the sky with us we're Hormone Airlines,
Up, up! Away! Away from here.
We're three young Hormone pilots,
Each ready with a smile,
Each searching for a hostess,
To make the trip worthwhile!
So throw off all your shackles,
Your future' s in your hands,
Come fly with Hormone Airlines,
Or shuttle never lands!