Lyrics to Blah Blah Blah
Hey, long time no see
Won't you rest your feet?
Take a seat
Let's celebrate the defeat with a quick drink
Wish I had something to eat
Sweet
But no thanks, no time
Wiz please, listen to these CDs
These are sick beats
Right, I'm on that
But you should read the fine print on the contract
Cause its says
Blah, Blah, Blah!
What are you saying to me?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
There's just no way it could be
Blah, Blah, Blah!
Can you explain it to me? I...
But you... Blah!
Huh?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
Is this even real?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
I thought we had a deal!
Blah, Blah, Blah!
But maybe we could still try... Blah!
But I... Blah!
Why? Blah!
I did everything you asked
And you promised you would help me
We shook hands on it
Let me explain something to you kid
Well a handshake don't mean nothing
Only proves that you got hands
And yeah, you got that special something
You got moves but he's got fans
So throw passion out the window
Give reality a chance
(Spoken) You can only fit in where the slots are
And you were never meant to be a pop star
Huh?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
What are you saying to me?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
There's just no way it could be
Blah, Blah, Blah!
Can you explain it to me? I...
But you... Blah!
Huh?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
Is this even real?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
I thought we had a deal!
Blah, Blah, Blah!
But maybe we could still try... Blah!
But I... Blah!
Why? Blah!
You tried your best kid
I hope you know this
It's nothing personal, it's just showbiz
I'll take your CDs, pop em' in my computer
Cause this couldn't be cuter
Thanks, nice scooter
Straight Outta Oz
Straight Outta Oz
Won't you rest your feet?
Take a seat
Let's celebrate the defeat with a quick drink
Wish I had something to eat
Sweet
But no thanks, no time
Wiz please, listen to these CDs
These are sick beats
Right, I'm on that
But you should read the fine print on the contract
Cause its says
Blah, Blah, Blah!
What are you saying to me?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
There's just no way it could be
Blah, Blah, Blah!
Can you explain it to me? I...
But you... Blah!
Huh?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
Is this even real?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
I thought we had a deal!
Blah, Blah, Blah!
But maybe we could still try... Blah!
But I... Blah!
Why? Blah!
I did everything you asked
And you promised you would help me
We shook hands on it
Let me explain something to you kid
Well a handshake don't mean nothing
Only proves that you got hands
And yeah, you got that special something
You got moves but he's got fans
So throw passion out the window
Give reality a chance
(Spoken) You can only fit in where the slots are
And you were never meant to be a pop star
Huh?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
What are you saying to me?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
There's just no way it could be
Blah, Blah, Blah!
Can you explain it to me? I...
But you... Blah!
Huh?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
Is this even real?
Blah, Blah, Blah!
I thought we had a deal!
Blah, Blah, Blah!
But maybe we could still try... Blah!
But I... Blah!
Why? Blah!
You tried your best kid
I hope you know this
It's nothing personal, it's just showbiz
I'll take your CDs, pop em' in my computer
Cause this couldn't be cuter
Thanks, nice scooter
Straight Outta Oz
Straight Outta Oz
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