brandon and brenda

you are the king of the prom
got the right moves at the disco
the jumpman and everybodies friend
im that wallflower that never blossom
until you came and push right buttom
you are the posterchild of perfect 
im have every defect 
i dont understand why you took contact ?
am i part of punk`d , or is this for real 
feel like im that girl in shes all that 
modern fairytale and you portray me like Belle 
when i always thought i where the beast 
maybe im not only a diesese , maybe i am a masterpiece ?
you become the trigger and help me deliver 
like you do with the hits , i serve the fits 

you caught me in the middle of a tantrum

im pretty famous for having them you know 

but i didnt mean to get off on you in the chatroom

we can make it up in the ball room ? 

you make my twist and twirl , awkward dancer 

but you make me feel a bit fancier 

as i sit here in wheelchair , spin me around 

like a rec , yeah we dont give a fuck 

we that brenda and brandon ¨, lisa and bart 

and it all begin when you gave me your , heart 

that alert , a bit chat about this and that in hangout

got scared and freaked out because i never done that 

so i decline you , cried my heart out but you gave me time

i respect that because i need that , you know me better than myself

you now im how i hang , chill but now and than i going off with a bang 

i think you like that with me , thats why you keep add me