Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do da!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do da!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do da!
Do, do, ru, do da!
[Verse 1 Bart Baker(Bruno mars)]
This song is lazy it just rips off the 80’s
Back when all Funk music was made by huge cocaine addicts
Every nostril
Had some white nose candy in it
And everyone got up to use the bathroom every ten minutes
I’m too high
Just short
That guy looks like Michael Jackson
I’m 5’5′
That’s short
That’s not a man, that’s a lesbian
Who’s that guy?
Some dork
I wrote this song! I’m Mark Ronson!
This looks like New York
But it’s just a cheap run-down movie set
[Chorus]
Girls walking by ignore us
Ew!
Walk by and just ignore us
Ew!
This song has no real chorus
True!
It’s just me and these four guys clappin’
Looking into the camera clappin’
Something cool is about to happen
We’re gonna dance while the cameraman spins the camera around
Spin it!
Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Mark don’t try to get down!
[Mark Ronson(Jack)]
Why? Because I’m not brown?
[Bruno Mars]
Hey don’t have a meltdown!
[Mark Ronson]
Please let me hang around!
[Bruno Mars]
Okay fine just
Stop!
[Verse 2]
Come walk with me
Just don’t dance Ronson you’re too shitty
Bruno please sign this check to buy a car that’s a wreck
Which we’ll dance ’round in the street without gettin’ in it
[Mark Ronson]
Can I please dance with you guys now?
[Bruno Mars]
No Mark Ronson you keep sittin’
I’m too hot
You’re wet
Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru rah!
The sweat’s turning my pink jacket red
Could you stop dancin’
I’m trying to shine your shoes you coke head!
Now we’ve got
Up top
Old lady hair rollers on our heads
We look like grandmas
And my damn nose is bloody from the blow
I was on a computer
Ooh!
And I read a strange rumor
Ooh!
You’re Michael Jackson Jr.!
Ooh!
So is it true was he your father?
That would be an amazing honor
[Mark Ronson]
That can’t be they’re different colors!
[Micheal Jackson]
Back from the dead to clear up this shit
But first grab your own dick and dance!
Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
One more time grab your dick
Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Time for rumors is done
Yes I have one more son
And the world will be stunned
To learn you are the one
I’m your father!
[Bruno Mars ]
Oh my god! I knew it! I’m Michael Jackson’s son! The rumors were true!
[Michael Jackson:]
No, not you! Him, Mark Ronson!
[Mark Ronson]
YES! That means I’m black…I can dance – heh! In your face, guys!
