It's my career I can do a shark jump

It's my jaw and I can wire it shut

I can read gersbermps

They're ma ferverite berks

Dead Cats and dirty dishes everywhere

Hands in my pants cus I'm itchy there

I'm just came to shame my mother

Ain't never gonna marry Thor's brother now

Tryin' to be a poorman's Gaga

[GAGA]

Or an Albino Rihanna

[EH]

[EH]

Now I'm dating a french guy

made outta french fries

Nom nom nom nom nom

I look just like tweety

If he was slutty

Gonna give my Daddy

An achy breaky heart attack

Sweet Niblets!

This is my butt

This is my cooch

And I wont stop

Chewin' my gum

Tryin' extra hard to be edgy

It's my middle finger to Disney

Freaky hand chop

Pepto bismol

This is my musical cry for help

Can't buy a clue with all this wealth

No bones

It's my booty I can put it on stuff

It's my booty I can drag it on the rug

It's my booty I can put it on Doug

I can put it on a Pug

or all of the above.

I could try to be classy, but what for?

I want to get my face on Mt. Slutmore

Remember only god can judge ya

Unless you're busted,

then a judge can judge ya

Tryin' to look sexy but it's just sad

Is this an American Apparel Ad?

I'm not anorexic

Just replaced breakfast

with crack.

Now Miley is asleep

Nobody make a peep

Ya'll get up on yer feet

I'm gonna show you a cool dance

Everybody clap

Take two steps back

I'll just latch on

To her hit song

My wife gave birth to a cash machine

Sometimes she lets me be in her movies

Get out daddy or else I'm gonna pound you

Don'tcha sass me I can still ground you

For gettin' that dumb Sharon Stone hairdo

And now I heard you were dating a french dude

Where is he?

Stop Daddy!

I kill you bastard!

Stop Daddy!

Die!

He's my boyfriend I love him!

French fry guy!

I hate you!

USA!

Tasty.