Britney, I can feel your sadness.
The world is filled with madness,
And everybody takes it out on you
And there's nothing you can do but
Girl I want you to know
That I'm not one of those
Because I don't care what they all say,
I'd still have sex with you any day... any day. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/j/jon_lajoie/song_for_britney.html ]
Britney, nobody really knows you.
Yet they all think they can judge you.
Although I'm not a fan of your music,
The way they treat you girl it makes me sick and,
Just know that I can hear your cries
And I'd still love to get between those thighs,
Because I don't care what they all say,
I'd still have sex with you any day... any day.
And if you want to marry meeeeee,
As long as I don't have to sign a pre-nup
I agreeeeeeeeeeeeeee...
(So that if, God forbid, we ever get a divorce,
I'd be legally entitled to half of your estate.)
Because I don't care what they all say,
No I don't care what they all say,
I'd still tap that ass... any day.