I Got Beamed on a Shiny Spaceship

This is the alien abduction spin of Garth Brooks' "Friends in Low Places". I heard mallards and coots

Ducks I thought I'd shoot

Breathed in that fresh evening air

One star 'gan to grow

And I gazed at that glow

Soon it grew to a

kal-Eye-Dee-scope glare

And those lights in the skies

Well they blinded my eyes

And I knew this was no normal plane

I tell ya it's true

This could all happen to you

Better listen when you hear me sayi-i-i-i-in'

Cause I got beamed on a shiny spaceship

Where they put their probes

In your probeless places, where I won't say

Th'got my D-N-Ayyy

Thaaa tagged my ear with a spacey staper

Then they blipped my crown, zapped my brai-ay-ain

Oh, I know this, it sou-ow-ounds insan-n-ne

Well, then they left me there

In my long underwear

Covered - in alien spores

I made such a sight

All those ducks took to flight

And I made my way back to the shor-re

Hey, I told police

Raid'o and TV

They'all laughed for an hour but then

Well, I got a call

That ol' rag Enquirer (Enkw-hour)

s'puttin' my story to pe-e-en

Cause I got beamed on a shiny spaceship

Where they put their probes

In your probeless places, where I won't say

Th'got my D-N-Ayyy

Thaaa tagged my ear with a spacey staper

Then they blipped my crown, zapped my brai-ay-ain

Oh, I know this, it sou-ow-ounds insa-ane

Cause I got beamed on a shiny spaceship

Where they put their probes

In your probeless places, where I won't say

Th'got my D-N-Ayyy

Thaaa tagged my ear with a spacey staper

Then they blipped my crown, zapped my brai-ay-ain

Oh, I know this, it sou-ow-ounds insa-ane

Cause I got beamed on a shiny spaceship

Where they put their probes

In your probeless places, where I won't say

Th'got my D-N-Ayyy

Thaaa tagged my ear with a spacey staper

Then they blipped my crown, zapped my brai-ay-ain

Oh, I know this, it sou-ow-ounds insa-a-ane

Cause I got beamed on a shiny spaceship

Where they put their probes

In your probeless places…