The Kings of Myspace

The Kings of Myspace Lyrics

M to the Y, S P A C E
Myspace dot com, it's the place to be
We da kings of Myspace, just check the friend list
I got ass for days, this sh*t is endless

Not a Myspace whore, I'm a Myspace pimp
My views keep rising like the Goodyear blimp
With just one click we can be best friends
I've seen more news flashing than CNN

25-8 I check the Myspace
I just can't wait to check the Myspace
25-8 I check the Myspace
It makes life great when I check the Myspace
25-8 I check the Myspace
It's how I get dates I check the Myspace
25-8 I check the Myspace
And if you ain't got a page then get out of my face

Now first things first, get yourself an account
So you can tell the whole e-world what you're all about
Get naked in the bathroom and take some pics
Put the flash on .. so they can see no zits

But wait I have no friends, so what do I do?
It's okay, we were once losers just like you
I had zero friends, not even Tom would approve me
But then we found the key to getting myspace love
I became the emo guy
and I'm the wannabe thug
Put on our backwards caps, stunner shades and chapsticks
Added a Tupac song, started hitting up black chicks

Grew my hair long
Put up Dashboard Confessional
Put on tight jeans that smashed up my testicles
Myspace bitches hit you with the request
Get more underage p***y than Ryan Seacrest

25-8 I check the Myspace
I just can't wait to check the Myspace
25-8 I check the Myspace
It makes life great when I check the Myspace
25-8 I check the Myspace
It's how I get dates I check the Myspace
25-8 I check the Myspace
And if you ain't got a page then get out of my face

You can be the meterosexual guy in the sweatervest
And just like that, bam you got friend requests
Woah, new pics, new ..., they all just keep adding me
got so many kudos my page is getting cavities

New birthdays too, the fun is unlimited
Oh, quick, go to Google and find me fun images
IMG to the SRC
Here a Photobucket flyer for my party

All the fly chicks will show you e-love
Don't even ask for the digits, just get the three dubs
Send her a slick message, get yourself a hot date
If it all goes well, slide her in the top eight

It's addictin' like how a crackhead feels
Although the pics might be fake, the love is all real
And just when you thought that its come to an end
Press the refresh button and do it again