Yeah same song and dance [bad word] girl everywhere i go same song and dance
i like the way you move all over the globe same song and dance
something about it man same song and dance
In the pale moonlight same song and dance

I'm looking at ya yeah girl
your kinda tooken back by the whole rapper thing aren't ya?
probably thinking you get slapped so dang hard ya
won't even be able to stand up straight aren't ya?
couple rape charges people think your a monster
the police constantly bugging ya nonstop,
I walk upon ya well hello Tonya
I think you got your on star button inside your car stuck
You out of gas, you got the flat?
I'd hate for you to be stranded at the laundry mat
I got your back Why don't you put your laundry basket in the back
And sit up front, not askin' it's a trap
You just got jacked and body snatched and it's a rap
In broad day, with no mask for this attack
I heard 'em say, exact opposites attract
If that's a fact, it'll take task force to get ya back
C'mon

Yeah baby, do that dance
It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do
Girl shake that [bad word] You ain't ever gonna break that glass
The windshields too strong for you
I said yeah baby, sing that song
It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing
You y little thing
Show me what you got, give it your all
Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me?
Same song and dance...

the first victim I had she was a big one
Big move star a party girl big fun
She was the girl the media always picked on
In in our of rehab every quarter 6 months
She was always known for little pranks and slick stunts
And Nickelodeon flashed her little kids once
What an event it was I was sitting in front
I was hooked in it with first glimpse of them buns
Seen her backstage now heres where [bad word] in son
Look here [bad word] I better pull out the big guns
Hello Lindsey your looking a little thin hon
How bout a ride to rehab? Get in [bad word] starting off on the wrong foot is what i didn't want
girl im just kidding let me start over again, hun
see what i meant was we should have a little [bad word] with me to brighton, let me relieve your tension
you little wencher, murder wasn't my intention
if i wanted to kill you it would have already been done
slowly she gets in and i begin to lynch her with 66 inches of extension chord

Yeah baby do that dance
It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do
Girl shake that [bad word] You ain't ever gonna break that glass, the windshield's too strong for you
I said yeah baby sing that song
It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing
You y little thing
Show me what you got, give it your all, look at you ball, why you crying to me?
Same song and dance.

My second victim was even bigger than the first
pop star, icon, the whole works
she played a little schoolgirl when she first
burst upon the scene and seen the world was hers
she twirls and turns and flirts and skirts so bad it hurts
it irked me and made me mad at first
i lashed out in my songs
but what was really going on was that i had developed a [bad word]  i just didn't know how to tell it to her
should i cut off one of my ears and mail it to her?
send her pictures of my collections of skeletons or
footage of me impaling myself on an elephant's tusk?
we'll settle this once and for all, I'ma tell her at dusk
tonight, tonight its the night, and tell her i must
creep up to her mansion in stilettos and just
climb the gate and ring the bell, like "hello my love"
i just picked your prescription for ceriquill up
now would you like to share a pill or two with me?
I'll share my Valium with you cos I'm feeling you Britney
I'll trade you a blue one for a pink one ever since at schoolgirl juvenile delinquent