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A parody of "Straight Up" by Paula Abdul
Tryin' not to scream, I don't know why I watch this show
(Uh let me say) If you are going to sing (on American Idol)
Then baby I'll mute you with my remote (remote control)
I've heard you sing before, I'd rather get my head caught in a slammin' door
How about you listen to Simon, please
Shut up, now tell me, do you really have to go on forever (no no no)
I think I'm gonna go load my gun
Shut up, believe me you should go and pick a new, kind of endeavor
(oh oh oh)
Oh are you tone-deaf and dumb?
Time's standing still
Waiting for you (waiting for you) to be through (a-let me tell you now)
You are so shrill
That even my earmuffs (big fuzzy earmuffs) can't stop you
I've heard you sing before
They used you on Iraqi prisoners of war
How about you stick to Karaokeeeee
Shut up, now listen
You have got no voice whatsoever (no no no)
You're a ten on a scale of three million
Shut up, I know your friends tell you you're good
Well, whatever (oh oh oh)
I don't think you're gonna go platinum
You sing so awfully, I can hardly see
Your score's too low to mention
(a-negative, negative)
If somehow they let you win
I'll overdose on aspirin (no, heroin)
A-b-b-bye bye b-b-b-b-bye bye
Why do you do that, on national television
Lady, c'mon now
You're singing so flat, everybody knows that
But you, I gotta tell you baby
I've heard you sing before
I'd rather get my face caught in a slammin' door
Are you trying to torture me
Or am I in some kind of purgatory
This is not American Bandstand
Your lack of talent is out of hand
How about some vocal lessons, please!
(please please please please)
Shut up, now tell me
Is this really how you, wanna be remembered (no no no)
Even Shatner's sitting there stunned
(phasers on stun)
Shut up, now go and lock yourself down there
In the cellar (no no no)
And won't you please have that William Hung
Come on (string him up now!)
Shut up, now tell me
Why you wanna go and howl, like Ol' Yeller?
Stick a fork in you you're done
(all done)
Shut up, yeah I know
I don't really sing, any better
(no better than you)
I'm so glad this song is done
(c) 2004 Steve Goodie, Jeff Kobal, and Paula Abdul ASCAP
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