We Like Them For Them...(Why? We Aren't Sure..)
They don't care we're at the bar
They don't care it's with Playboy bunnies
But it's all good cause we don't date alot of men
But if we did, it wouldn't mean nothin'
They like me for me
Not because we live in Orlando
Or that we make lots of dough
2 were mouseketeers
But what they see
Are the cheesy magazines
The wish to have our genes
And the mints upon our pillows that we get
They don't care that we like beans
Or the poop-stained BVD's
Things like that no one knows but a mother
Plus we don't wash our laundry
And they don't care that I can fly for her
Cuz I think I'm superman
But if they want a show, we'll say yes cuz saying no means
being sat on by Lou Pearlman
They like me for me
Not because we bought Britney's cones
Or that guy, that one Fatone
I think his name was Steve
He's our slave videotapee
And we think that it's a bummer
For you to waste your summer
Cuz this tour is the same songs once again
Cuz this tour is the same songs once again
Cuz this tour is the same songs onces again
Showing off our love, they laugh at the glove, glowing in the dark.
The things that we're made of, that they like are gonna fade off in the end
They like me for me
Not because we play like Kenny G
Or use the Benz to get honeys
We like them for them
Not because our concerts get sold out
They stand around and scream and shout
Why do they waste all their money one me
We think its illegal to play for free
They like me for me
Not because we are never honest
Having an afterparty like we promised
We were taught to lie
But what we see
Is that Claires is cheaper
Than the tour crap they prefer
And we hope we can be a hit once again
A hit once again
And we hope we can be a hit once again
A hit once again