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What Planet
© March 2007, Rebecca Dale Peaden (BMI)/Mike Taylor (BMI)
Sitting at the bar minding my own business not looking for company
Tired of those hillbilly Romeos that are always hitting on me
Cowboy, you're wearin' those skin tight jeans say you'll fly me to the moon
But I can tell by lookin‘ that your rocket would burn out too soon
Chorus:
What planet did you say you’re from?
Is it Mars or Venus, boy--or the Planet DUMB?
You're talkin’ from Uranus--like you’re an alien, son
What planet did you say you’re from?
Walking thru the mall, looking in the windows, just wanna be left alone
Over my shoulder I hear a loud whistle like that's gonna turn me on
A beer belly wearing a John Deere cap winks and blows a kiss
I see his wife swingin’ back her purse and she ain't gonna miss
Chorus:
What planet did you say you’re from?
Is it Mars or Venus, boy--or the Planet DUMB?
You're talkin’ from Uranus--like you’re an alien, son
What planet did you say you’re from?
Bridge:
Don’t get me wrong—I've met guys
who banged my gong and rang my chimes
But beware if a dude starts messing
And treats me like window dressing I’m gonna yell out...
Chorus:
What planet did you say you’re from?
Is it Mars or Venus, boy--or the Planet DUMB?
You're talkin’ from Uranus--like you’re an alien, son?
What planet did you say you’re from?
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