Saturday, July 18, 2009

(Not So Subtle) Lack of Taste


(to the song Poker Face)

Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah

I wanna write them' and make something that says sleaze
Shock them then I bop them, hear the lyric, see me tease
Money, innuendo with a hook that tops the charts
Watch me play my cards right and become the queen of tarts

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
It’s just a show, just see how low I’ll go
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
It’s just a show, just see how low I’ll go

This is my, this is my
Not so subtle lack of taste
(it just won’t fool nobody)
This is my, this is my
Not so subtle lack of taste
(it just won’t fool nobody)

L-l-l-lack of taste, l-l-lack of taste
(mum mum mum mah)
L-l-l-lack of taste, l-l-lack of taste
(mum mum mum mah)

I wanna show you just how subtle I can be
A lot of naughty for my audience, the teens.
And if you’re older, it’s a bonus I’ll collect
Honey, it’s the money, so now let me cash my check

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I’ve had my shots, you see I care a lot
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I’ve had my shots, you see I care a lot

(chorus)

I will show you that I got you
Gyrate for you
Cause i'm nothin' without somethin’
I can taunt you
I'm just singin’
With my monotone that’s ringin’

Just like a brick that breaks a plate glass window
You can’t ignore the fact I am adult Nintendo
If it’s honesty, it’s honesty
You won’t find it with me.
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©2009 Warren Baker
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