Guess that its time to let you see,
The evidence on your TV screen,
Turn it up, sit back, put up your feet,
uz I think I got you beat.
Let me warn first cuz we werent cook,
We were the only rockers at our school,
Playin Cinderella covers cuz there wasnt nothin else to do,
Whoa-oo, you know its true.
But I wont gi have in to darkness, I sti will hold no regrets,
Cuz ImPopscotch Party Rock, and stupid til the end.
Aint it enough to make you sick,
I know one look would do the trick,
Gi have it up, you know ya gotta grin,
When ya hear those sweet hot licks
I have never seen you laugh so hard,
And Imworried now that you wi will be scarred,
But the vision of some Kansas kid just rockin on his pink guitar,
Whoa-oo like a rock star.
Imstupid til the end.
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