I guess she’s somewhere between 19 and 38
She stays up all night – she drives too fast
I say easy baby- baby slow down
It’s never gonna happen
On Planet D’Rhonda
When we go out dancin’ – she's always the star
When she does the Philly Dog – I gotta have CPR
She put on a dress last night made of
Plastic wrap
It was off the hook – crazy sweet
What everybody’s wearin’
On Planet D’ Rhonda
My friends say Jim – you’re on a deadly spree
They just can’t understand that D’s my
Vitamin XYZ
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She’s always frantic now
She’s never calm
She’s not the type of girl
You wanna bring home to mom
But when you need big lovin’
She never stops
Yes it's Monkey Time – twenty four –seven
Then of the planet:
Planet D’ Rhonda
My friends say Jim – you’re on a deadly spree
They just can’t understand that D’s my
Vitamin XYZ
Sometimes she’s vicious – sometimes rude
You got to be a mind reader just to guess
Her mood
But when you need big lovin’
She never stops
Yes it's Monkey Time – twenty four –seven
Then of the planet:
Planet D’ Rhonda
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