Yr bounce to the ounce makes us wanna pounce

Yr just being totally perfect

On Larry King you said you were tired

Time to put to bed yr competitive edge

They say you can't say no to Brahma

Now you don't have to try so hard

The label says you don't have to wear less clothes

It's time to take a bubble bath

Hey hey little baby breakdown

Button up baby you come undone

Hey hey little baby get down

Before you fall and hurt someone

You say you need privacy

Broken glass everywhere

Maybe you need an emo boy

No underwear on the director's chair

You are seemingly unconscious

Of what yr body is doing

Like Miss Monroe yr head don't know

Exactly what yr body's doing

On TV you're soft and whispery

Delicate like angel food cake

They say if you press too hard on it

It will squish into a dense ball

It will lose its fluffiness

That's what you get when you use a box mix

Can you get some satisfaction

How much are you willing to pay

What's yr gut feeling about the new deal

How's the label gonna remake you

How was yr date with Eminem

Did he bake you and then forsake you

Is innocence gonna still overtake you

Like Arthur Doyle they can't fake you

Oh Mariah you are endless

Like the wind you feel defenseless