Man it's a hot one
Three to four minutes of some just pure fun
I hear you singing out the words, watch everyone
Try to be so cool
Mayer, Vanessa, Avril, Puddle of Mudd and Santana
They're my reason for writing
The songs in my tunes

BRIDGE:
And if you say this song ain't good enough
I don't care, my words so shut it up
I could change these words to better suit my mood
Cause I want to

CHORUS:
And there's grief from the critics, lawyer's that sue
Well, the artist's rave and think that you're very cool
I've got the kind of style that can't be improved
Gimme a song, make it work
Or just forget about it

I'll tell you, "One Week"
I will just leave it, my versions sound lame
"One Last Breath" with every word I hear a theme calling me out
Like say, Daredevil. I form the lyrics from the radio
I hear the thumping of the words, think soft and slow
Thinking out loud and round

BRIDGE:
And if you say this song ain't good enough
I don't care, my words so shut it up
I could change these words to better suit my tune
Cause I want to

CHORUS:
And there's grief from the critics, lawyer's that sue
Well, the artist's rave and think that you're very cool
I've got the kind of style that can't be improved
Gimme a song, make it work
Or just forget about it

And there's grief from the critics, lawyer's that sue
Well, the artist's rave and think that you're very cool
I've worte the parody and it won't be improved
Cut me some slack, shut it up
And just forget about it.