It's my money, gonna spend it on gum
It's my career, I can do a shark jump
It's my jaw, I can wire it shut
I can read Goosebumps, they're my favorite
Dead cats and dirty dishes everywhere
Hands in my pants 'cause I'm itchy there!
I just came to shame my mother
Ain't never gonna marry Thor's brother now.
Now, trying to be a poor man's Gaga (gaga)
Or an albino Rihanna!
Now I'm dating a French guy
Made out of French fries!
Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum!
I look just like Tweety
If he was slutty!
Gonna give my daddy
An achey breaky heart attack!
(MILEY'S DAD: Sweet nibblets!)
This is my butt!
This is my cooch!
And I won't stop, chewing my gum!
Trying really hard to be edgy
It's my middle finger to Disney!
Freaky hand chop!
This is my musical cry for help
Can't buy a clue with all this wealth!
It's my booty, gonna put it on stuff
It's my booty, I can drag it on a rug!
It's my booty, I can put it on Doug
I can put it on a pug
Or all of the above!
I can try to be classy, but what for?
I wanna get my face on Mount Slutmore!
Remember only God can judge ya
Unless you're busted, then a judge can
Trying to be sexy, but it's just sad!
Is this an American apparel add?
I'm not anorexic, just replaced breakfast
Now Miley is asleep
Nobody make a peep!
Now, get up on your feet
I'm gonna show you a cool dance!
Take two steps back!
Now just latch on
To her here song!
My wife gave birth to a cash machine!
Sometimes she'll let me be in her movies!
Get out Daddy, or else I'm gonna pound you!
Don't you sass me! I can still ground you!
For getting that dumb Sharon Stone hair-do
And I heard you were dating a French dude!
Where is he?
I'll kill, you bastard!
He's my boyfriend!
I love him!
French fry guy!
I hate you!
(speaks fry) Tasty!
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