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Bart Baker

Shake It Off Parody

 

Shake It Off Parody

(álbum: Greatest Hits 2014 - 2014)


[Taylor:]
I have so much fame, I'm richer than Bruce Wayne, my life is so great, I just can't keep a date, but it's not enough for me, to be queen of country, I need more love and acclaim, because I am insane, I'll make pop music, that's trite, bland and useless, and use my dumb blonde cuteness, to expand my fan base to a bigger size.

Yes this song is really lame, lame, lame, lame, lame,
And this video's the same, same, same, same, same, same, a mess of cheerleading, twerking and ballet.
[Back Dancer:]
Make it stop, Make it stop!
[Taylor:]
Why does this scene look like a shitty gap ad?
Why the hell am I dressed like an urban man?
I am clueless who I am, am, am, am, am.
[Urban Man:]
Turn it off, turn it off!
[Taylor:]
I date a lot of guys,
And I'm always surprised,
When they break up with me, I'm lovely can't you see!
[Background Dancer:]
[shakes head]
[Taylor:]
But the sad truth is that,
I am a physco path,
If you do not love me,
I'll chop off you're testes,
So just keep on hating,
And I'll keep on making,
Song's that keep on stating,
That I don't care!
[Background Dancer:]
Which proves you care way too much!
[Taylor:]
I just want the whole wide world to love Tay Tay,
That's why I'm desperately trying to relate,
To every race by dressing up all these ways.
[Background Dancer:]
Make it stop, make it stop!
[Taylor:]
I have absolutely no rhythm it's sad,
When I dance I look like a paralyzed rat,
Hypnotizing you with ass so that you can't turn it off, turn it off,
Hey, hey, hey, You didn't think this god awful panting sell out,
Song and video could get any worse did you?
Well guess what? Now you have to listen, to, me, rap!
It's going according to plan,
I'll have my revenge on the haters who hate,
My new army of zombie fans will obey my commands,
Kill my haters and jerks that I used to date!
[God:]
Taylor stop you've gone insane, sane, sane, sane, sane!
[Taylor:]
Your feeble attempt to halt me is in vain,
Now behold the dawning of my wicked rein.
[God:]
Taylor stop! Taylor stop!
I will damn you back to hell, hell, hell, hell, hell!
[Taylor:]
Go ahead that's were I dwell, dwell, dwell, dwell, dwell,
There is nothing you can do to break my spell!
[God:]
Taylor stop! Taylor stop!
To break your evil curse,
I'll send you somewhere worse,
I lord God now decree,
You go back to country!
[Country Man:]
Well, Well, Well look who came crawling back,
This is were you belong girl,
Now play that country music again devil woman!
[Taylor:]
Nooooo

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