Lucky that i never did yet listen
To the words that tortured my ear
Lucky that we all have called you Britney
The lucky name that is so ditzy
Baby I would throw you off the Andes
So you wouldn't sing your dumb songs once more
Never could imagine ther were only
Too many kinds of your surgeries

lo ro lo le lo le
lo ro lo le lo le
Can you sing
'bout anything?

Whatever, Whatever
Your singing its not better
All you are is just a slut
Who can not do that much
You're Scary, You're Hairy
You'll never think once Britney
Whether or not you can sing
Or even do acting

Lucky that I do have some good talents
Lucky that I'm louder than your lips move
Lucky that my breasts are small and humble
Unlike someonebody's fake mountians
Lucky I have strong legs like my mother
To run for cover when your singing
And this one mouth is for no other
The day you leave I'll smile fondly

lo ro lo le lo le
lo ro lo le lo le
You can't sing
'bout anything!

Whatever, Whatever
Your singing its not better
All you are is just a slut
Who can not do that much
You're Scary, You're Hairy
You'll never think once Britney
Whether or not you can sing
Or even do acting

Lo ro Lo le lo le
Nononononono

you will die, soon hopefully

Nononononononono

I will never cry
on the day
YOUR ALBUM DIES!!!!!)

Whatever Whatever
I won't care for you ever
All you are is just a slut
Who can not do that much
Your Scary, and hairy
I wish you had just 1 single
Your voice reminds me of
A very high schreeching par--rot
(repeat)