*The Real BSB*
by: Jennifer Anne
(Talking)
May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please?
Will the real Backstreet Boys please stand up? I repeat will the real
Backstreet Boys please stand up? (BSB AND *Nsync stand up) We're gonna have
a problem here...
(Verse 1)
Y'all act like you never seen 5 white guys before
Jaws all on the floor
Like NKOTB just burst in the door
And started singing Wright Stuff worse than before
1994
Triping up all over furniture
It's the return of them...
"Awww..wait, no way, you're kidding,
They didn't just sound how I think they did,
Did they? They're really good"
And Lou Pearlman said...
Nothing you idiots, Pearlman's dead
He's locked in my basement
Feminist women love AJ McLean
chicka chicka chicka Johnny No-Name,
"I'm sick of him, look at him
walkin' around, grabbin his you know what
Limpin' to you know who"
Yeah, but he's so cute though"
Yeah, They probably got a couple of screws up in their heads loose
But no worse than what's goin on in AJ's bedroom
Sometimes, I wanna get on TV, make fun of *Nsync and just let loose
But cant, but it's cool for *Nsync fans to say BSB suck, well then
they can go hump a dead moose
Brian's bum is on my lips, and Howie's bum is on my lips
And if they're lucky I might just give them a little kiss
And that's the kind of stuff we deliver to little kids
And expect them to know what Kevin's favorite color is
Of course we're gonna know what Nick's mom's name is
By the time we go to one concert
We know everything, don't we?
We ain't nothing but teenagers who like BSB
Well, some of us like *Nsync
Who cuss out BSB fans b/c Backstreet is better and they know it
But if you can insult BSB and Nick's blondness
Then YO, there's no reason why we cant make fun of *Nsync and Justin's
ugly ass fro
But if BSB feels feel the way that I feel I got the antidote
Brian kick Justin's ass in b-ball, sing the chorus and it goes
(Chorus)
Cuz they're BSB, the real BSB
All you other boy groups are just imitating
So wont the real Backstreet Boys please stand up, please stand up,
please stand up
Cuz they're BSB, the real BSB
All you other boy groups are just imitating
So wont the real Backstreet Boys please stand up, please stand up,
please stand up
(Verse 2)
Backstreet Boys don't gotta sell dolls to sell records
But *Nsync do so fuck them and fuck Lou Pearlman too
Do u think they give a damn about losing a Grammy?
It's an honor just to be nominated, see?
"But Backstreet what if u win wouldn't it be weird?"
"Not really, we just love coming here
But just don't sit us next to Britney Spears
But Christina Aguilera don't have to switch us chairs
Who cares about Carson Daly and Fred Durst?
Which member of *Nsync should give Carson head first?
Kevin got married to someone real pretty
"Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kristin he he"
We should download BSB audio on MP3
And show the whole world how the fans gave BSB a diamond CD!
I'm sick of those fags Nsync, that really gay group
All they do is annoy me
So I have been sent here to destroy you!
And there's a million people just like BSB
Who sing like BSB, just don't give a fuck about the critics like BSB
Who dress like BSB, walk, talk, and act like BSB
And just might be the next best thing, but not quite BSB...
(Chorus)
Cuz they're BSB, the real BSB
All you other boy groups are just imitating
So wont the real Backstreet Boys please stand up, please stand up,
please stand up
Cuz they're BSB, the real BSB
All you other boy groups are just imitating
So wont the real Backstreet Boys please stand up, please stand up,
please stand up
(Verse 3)
They're like a head-trip to listen to
Cause they're only giving us things
We only joke about with our friends inside the chat rooms
The only difference is BSB don't have the balls to admit it
In front of y'all and they ain't false or sugar coated at all
They just get on the mic and spit it
And whether you'd like to admit it
They sing it better than 100% of you guy groups out there
Then you wonder how can
Kids eat up these albums like valiums
It's funny; cause at the rate AJ's going, when he's thirty
He'll be the only person in a nursing home flirting
Pinching nurses asses when he's singing together with the guys
And he's jerkin' but the whole bag of viagra isn't working
In every single person there's a Johnny No-Name lurking
He could be workin' at burger king, spittin' on your onion rings
Or in the parking lot, circling, screamin' "I don't give a fuck about
*Nsync"
With his windows down and his system up
So will the real Backstreet Boys please stand up?
And put 1 of those fingers on each hand up
And be proud to be a millionaire and not outta control
And 1 more time, loud as you can, how does it go?
(Chorus)
Cuz they're BSB, the real BSB
All you other boy groups are just imitating
So wont the real Backstreet Boys please stand up, please stand up,
please stand up
Cuz they're BSB, the real BSB
All you other boy groups are just imitating
So wont the real Backstreet Boys please stand up, please stand up,
please stand up
Cuz they're BSB, the real BSB
All you other boy groups are just imitating
So wont the real Backstreet Boys please stand up, please stand up,
please stand up
Cuz they're BSB, the real BSB
All you other boy groups are just imitating
So wont the real Backstreet Boys please stand up, please stand up,
please stand up
(Talking)
Ha ha I guess that there's a little BSB in all of us, fuck it, let's
kick *Nsync's ass and all stand up!