Frickin' A - Trend

Woke up today
Lookin' through my e-mail
It's all triple x
Explicit sex
But I'm not horny

Can't make it stop
The different colored soda pops
Striped toe socks
Call the cops
I can't take anymore

I got the perfect cell plan
With nights and weekends free
All the ring tones that I need
But no one ever calls me

I should paint myself green
Walk around in a red g-string
Cause I just don't fit in

Turn my hat sideways
Put a band aid on my face
You know that I
Wish I could start a trend

Checkin' out a hit of
The Paris hill
Joe millionaire
Clickin' through a hundred million channels

Loose the pounds
You gotta by now
Here's the number
To save your soul
Breaking news
Another Michael Jackson scandal

I got the perfect cell plan
With nights and weekends free
More 'off beat' that I need
No one ever calls me

I wear low rider jeans
Put a bar bell through my ding-a-ling
Cause I just don't fit in

Turn my hat sideways
Put a band aid on my pretty face
Cause I wish I no I could
I would start a trend

Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na

Then there's my girlfriend
She's such a cutie
She'd be a beauty
If she could get an extreme makeover on that booty
I could bend her over
And she lets me spank it

Take off my jeans
The zipper pinched my ding-a-ling
Cause I don't really fit in

Throw my hat away
Take that stupid band aid off my face
And I, I wish there were
One more way to tan your skin
A reality show where no one wins

If I would be myself
Then I could start a trend

Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na

Then I could start a trend

Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na

If I could just be myself

Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na

Be myself

Na na na na na
Na na na na na

If I could be my self

Written by:
AMY SANGER, JASON PHELPS, MARK LIGGETT

Publisher:
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