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He's 42, he wears a suit. Saw me on facebook, said that I was cute.
Said I'd be perfect for his pop band, Then he made me do some weird stuff on cam.
He says I'll get in trouble if I talk about it
But he'll make me famous - no doubt it. It's not what you know, it's who you know,
it's who you blow.
I can play guitar, when there's no guitar in the song.
If you take me far, just maybe I'll touch your ***.
I can be your boy toy, I'll be your puppet, I'll give you a *** if you sign me.
You can pull my strings make me dance like a muppet
So you can sell sex to kids, Masquerading as a band.
We went to topman, bought all the clothes, He makes me flirt - with 13 year olds,
He makes me twitter 50 times a day, Is he a *** or is he gay?
He said I don't need talent if I'm singing pop.
If I stick with him he'll take me to the top, It's not what you know, it's who you know,
It's who you blow!
We can dance in mansion, that we rented out for a day,
He used to manage hanson, and they ended up okay.
I can be your boy toy, I'll be your puppet, I'll give you a *** if you sign me.
You can pull my strings make me dance like a muppet
So you can sell sex to kids, Masquerading as a band.
I don't care about handjobs, and touched up on the tourbus is okay,
But all of this synthy autotune is just too gay.
This tune is catchy, but then again so is aids,
Since when did music become all about getting paid
I can be, yeah yeah, what you want me It's a creepy message to sell to under 16's
Now I'm a real boy I'm not your puppet You can't pull my strings make me dance like
a muppet So you can sell sex to kids, Masquerading
as a band.