(SING TO THE TUNE OF "BROKEN HEART" by Taylor Swift)

I'll shake my behind.....
I'm making a million bucks tonight!....
There in my Stevie Nicks gowns....
The lights reflect legs spread wide in my costume every night"
I can walk like a horse

Now I'm a real rich bitch, though my music is s**t
They said, "Tay, you gotta fake it, and you'll make it" so I did
Lights, phony bitch smile, even when it's raining down
They said they'd.... give me.... a brand..... new mic
But the sound would distort
Diving down into the floor
All the pieces of it shattered as the crowd was wanting more
I was singing, I was winging it, I was moving my lips
I have to lip-synch with a broken mic

I must confess, I hold the mic behind me..... when I fart
They're so obsessed with me but some, they call me ......"saucy tart"
I prance a lot and I dress so seductive.... like a dyke
You know you suck when you can't even lip synch, with a broken mic

I can't dance worth s**t
I've been trying to, bit by bit
I keep dropping out of my "drawers"
That's irrelevant, you didn't imagine I can't sing
I'm sure it can work, just testing

'Cause I'm a real big hit, but my show is all s**t
They said, "Tay, you gotta fake it when you make it" and I did
Lap-dancing, of course, then I'm prancing like a horse
They said.... it worked.... the last time
But my shows are not short
Dropped the mic, it hit the floor
All the pieces of it shattered and my throat was getting sore
I was prancing, they were dancing, they were riding their bikes
But I can't lip synch with a broken mic

I must confess, I wish I was Beyonce' every day
They're so obsessed with me and ridicule me in every way
I'm good at Pop but music that's Progressive, I can't write!
You know you suck when you can't even lip-synch with a broken mic
You know you suck when you can't even lip-synch with a broken mic
They say I'm good, I'm good???
No, I'm terrible!
And nobody even knows