Pop poetry as seen through the eyes of Weird Al
Lets get it started in here!
I say don't you know..
Beverley hills that's where i want to be
Birds go flying at the speed of sound to show you how it began...
And we will all float on a cage...
Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me
Somebody told me you had a boy friend who looked like a girlfriend that I had in February last year?
I'll take you to the candy shop, learn to lick a lollipop go ahead girl don't you stop!
When the pimps try to get at you park it like its hot.
Hey Mr, ...Please Mr DJ,... tell me if you hear me turn the music up
Now I ain't sayin' she's a gold digger...but she ain't messin' with no broke broke.