Well she got warp drive nAnd she got speednShe pack the kind of firepower that every Captain needsnShe got the sleekest bodynAnd the slickest hullnI gotta, gotta stay on course and make her lose controlnnWell she hard wirednAnd she got chipsnShe got the kind of badass body that’s built for a five year tripnShe got orders - to boldly gonI gotta, gotta open fire and make her make it sonnAnd in our room at night we explore such strange new worldsnShe can be my Vulcan love slave or my green skinned girlnnShe got a red shirt onnAnd I’m gonna take it offnShe’ll feel the wrath of my KahnnAnd she’ll be screaming like ChekovnI know it ain’t logicalnBut for us it seems to worknI get gynecologicalnJust like Captain KirknnWell she look tacky - on (Get it? Tachyon!) my bednShe’s ready in my ready room nAnd it’s full speed aheadnShe set a course nownFor the heart of the sunnShe gotta, gotta join my crew and be my number onennAnd in our room at night we explore such strange new worldsnShe can be my blue skin baby or my Trekkie girlnnShe make it nShe make it sonnShe want me to go where no man has gone before nShe says she’s good to go - She tells me sonShe make me boldly go - She make it sonn