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Eric Yan Presents
A parody of Justin Bieber's 'Baby'
"Where's Puberty?"
I know you hate me
and it's not fair
I sound like forthies
and I'm aware
Even when R'becca
Black is around
You never ever fail to bring me down
Older than sixteen
I get girls tingling
I know when
it profits to sing
Come to my concert, and know what's on my mind
It's sorta like, I only have these pre-teen fans
'cause I sound like a
Baby, baby, baby, oh
Like a, baby, baby, oh
Where's puberty, puberty, puberty, oh
Seventeen and I sound like a child, child
Awkward, awkward, awkward, oh
My voice is, awkward, awkward, oh
Like a, baby, baby, oh
Maybe I'll go be a mime, mime
To get rid of trolls, I would have done whatever
And I can't believe a million dislikes
they're treating me like poo
and I think I'm screwed
I can't do anything
I have compiled complaints
My rep in pieces
somebody fix me
a bowl of macaroni and buy a happy meal.
Hear me, you frown, frown, frown, frown
And I can't believe, my CDs are all kinda round**
I sound like
Baby, baby, baby, oh
Like a, baby, baby, oh
Where's puberty, puberty, puberty, oh
Seventeen and I sound like a child, child
Awkward, awkward, awkward, oh
My voice is, awkward, awkward, oh
Like a, baby, baby, oh
Maybe I'll go be a mime, mime
Stupid Liberal -Black Guy
Here comes the black guy, with a bad taste of cool
But I speak really fast and you can't really understand me
And it's like rap or hip hop not makin' any difference too
Dunno what's wrong with me
I do seem kinda fine
We're doin' acrobats
don't need no Circus
Work at the dawg pound
If I skip a beat then I'll fall dead on the street and
Get run over by a grey hound
But I got laid off on a weekend
For money I do this rappin'
with brown or Canajun
I'll even blow an eskimo
now you'll know what I'm sayin'
Puberty, puberty, puberty, oh
Where's puberty, puberty, puberty oh
I sound like a, baby, baby, oh
Maybe I'll go be a mime, mime
Five foot, five foot, five foot, oh
I'm short and, one point, four inches
Oh, puberty, puberty, puberty, oh
Maybe I'll go be a mime, mime
It's bull crap
Heck, heck, heck Heck, heck, heck
Strangling me
that, black, guy yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm not Al Gore
Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah
I need a nap
a nap, a nap
And suck my thumb
Cut me some slack, bro. I'm a writer, not a singer. (c) Eric Yan 2011