Pratt Dave And The Sex Machine Band - Anti-jackson Rap lyrics

I'd like to say hi to all the girls in the balcony Okay-get my Brooke Shields doll out Get my left glove on my left hand Are ya ready? I'm sick of Michael Jackson I'm tired of all that So this is the Anti-Jackson Rap I don't like his music I think he's a bum So let's keep him out of the Valley of the Sun All right! CHORUS Now, Weird Al says, Michael, won't ya eat it? I say take your brothers and beat it, beat it, beat it Well, let me tell ya, everybody When push comes to shove We know what Michael Jackson can do with that glove Somebody throw him a Pepsi And one for Billie Jean Now light a match for the s** machines Brooke Shields, this one's for you! Now, Brooke Shields says, Michael Why do you ignore me Well, Michael saves his kisses For his little friend Boy Georgie CHORUS Now, you can have the Jackson five And all of that jive We'll be rockin' in the red To keep our hopes alive Now I hope he stays away And never comes to 'Zona 'Cause I'm the King Salami But he's the King Bologna Now, the Jackson may come Maybe, just maybe But from all the morning people Hey, s** wind, baby CHORUS Oh, many, ya got my glove all dirty Who don't you like me, Boy George gonna hit you Brooke, Brooke, they're pickin' on me Brooke, Brooke? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------