Keep Your Space Babes, Billy Ray!

Name: Keep Your Space Babes, Billy Ray!
Description: This tongue-in-cheek novelty country track blends classic rural southern storytelling with goofy sci-fi comedy, following a sharp small-town Tennessee woman teasing local men for ditching Earth dates to chase visiting alien "space babes" who have descended on their rural community.

Song by @germancowboy · May 19, 2026

Genre: Country

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1956 Novelty Song: Keep Your Space Babes, Billy Ray! Answer Song to 'Galaxy Boogie"

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Lyrics: Keep Your Space Babes, Billy Ray!

“Oh sure… Soon as a girl grows antennae, you hillbilly boys lose your minds!” Well Billy Ray used to walk me home Now he’s chasing women from the chrome-dome zone One flew down in a rocket machine Wearin’ silver pants painted mighty tight and mean Now every fool in Tennessee Acts like earth girls history Mama said “Honey let ’em go” “Those space gals ain’t gonna cook no dough!” Go on! Dance that galaxy boogie all night long! Kiss your little moon-gal till the cows come home! But when that flyin’ saucer heads for the stars You boys gonna crawl right back to ours! Them outer space chicks may swing and shout But can they milk cows when the lights go out? Go on, baby, chase that dream I’ll be right here with my blue jeans clean! Last night Earl got hypnotized By a green-eyed gal from the purple skies Now he combs his hair with motor oil And wears moon boots while he hoes the soil Preacher’s son done lost his mind Tryin’ to learn Martian pickup lines Even Sheriff Jones at the county fair Bought rocket pants and dyed his hair! Go on! Dance that galaxy boogie all night long! Kiss your little moon-gal till the cows come home! But when your alien honey flies away Don’t come cryin’ back my way! Earth girls know how to rock and roll Without antennae or meteor soul You boys just flipped your lids Over lipstick girls from the pyramids! Well I ain’t jealous… no sirree… But if one more martian woman parks in my driveway I’m gonna shoot that saucer with Daddy’s shotgun! Go on! Dance that galaxy boogie till dawn! Ride your rocket babies all night long! But when them hot rods leave this town You boys gonna put your space boots down! Cause earth girls still got southern charm Warm red lips and lovin’ arms And when the stars stop glowin’ blue You hillbilly cats know what to do! “Hah! Them martian hussies can’t even make biscuits!”

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This tongue-in-cheek novelty country track blends classic rural southern storytelling with goofy sci-fi comedy, following a sharp small-town Tennessee woman teasing local men for ditching Earth dates to chase visiting alien "space babes" who have descended on their rural community.