By one of my good friends:
Again Again we keep playing this LoveGame. I can’t stop thinking about your Brown Eyes. I used to go through Boys Boys Boys before you. But since you became my Summerboy we’ve been stuck in this Bad Romance (the Fame of which will probably spread if we keep it up.) I thought I could play it cool but you can see through my Poker Face and now you’ve got me wondering why I Like It Rough. After we make lawv lawv lawv I feel so Starstruck. (Cherry Cherry Boom Boom.) I’m glad you have a new job and now you’re making Money Honey. I’m sorry I’ve been stressful lately but I just wish I was Beautiful Dirty Rich. And Eh Eh, There’s Nothing Else I Can Say. I hope you come out this weekend and Just Dance otherwise I’ll have to Dance In The Dark by myself. Telephone me later tonight?
Your Papa, Paparazzi
PS: I hope to see you tomorrow, I’d like to make a cameo on your Video Phone.