Well Miley Cyrus I'm your number one fan It don't matter I'm a thirty year old man. Never, Never, Never, Never, Never missed a show, Hannah Montana, that shit is I'll yo. And my niece agrees, TiVo every show, Got all you're CD's And I got you're autograph, off of ebay Check you're Myspace three times a day. Last week bought a ticket to your show, Three Thousand dollars for a seat in the back row? But that's all right, money ain't a thing, I'd pay ten times that to hear you sing. And you're innocent, yep still You're only fifteen but you have time to kill, Once you get older you might shave your head, You might Marry the wrong guy, and then end up dead But who knows? Cause today you're a star Got a million dollars and you can't drive a car And that might be true, but that didn't stop me From getting a tattoo Oh my god you brought Disney back, Before you're show that channel was crap And we forgive you for you're dad Achy Breaky Heart, what the hell was that?
Miley, Miley, Miley, Cyrus
Well Miley Cyrus, A list celebrity Got more fame than John F. Kennedy Make a hundred billion dollars like Bill Gates Everybody knows you're name in all fifty states And the fans agree, got more talent than Paris or Lindsay No sex tapes, No S.T.D.'s, No D.U.I.'s, just MP3's It's a lie, you're not pregnant yet You can't believe the things you read on the internet You're friend, Jamie Lynn she is though Britney's little sister is a full blown ho. But Miley Cyrus that ain't for you Disney golden girl, yep, goodie two shoes, well Once you get older you might hate your dad, Get addicted to coke, and then go to rehab But who knows? Cause today you're fine Can buy anything but a bottle of wine And that might be true But that wouldn't stop me from buying it for you Oh my god you brought good girl back Which is a welcome change from Tara Reid's asscrack Again we forgive you for you're dad Dancing with the Stars, what the hell was that?
Miley, Miley, Miley, Cyrus x2
Well, when it comes to you're fans Miley, I'm number one Ain't afraid of you're dad, but I'm afraid of his gun And I'd like to hang out, but I don't like to run See the problem is you're just too young Yeah, I'll admit it, it's kind of weird That I'm the only fan you have, that has a beard And yes I know it's gone on too long, Relax Billy Ray that's the end of my song.
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Copy to Clipboard: Well Miley Cyrus I'm your number one fan It don't matter I'm a thirty year old man. Never, Never, Never, Never, Never missed a show, Hannah Montana, that shit is I'll yo. And my niece agrees, TiVo every show, Got all you're CD's And I got you're autograph, off of ebay Check you're Myspace three times a day. Last week bought a ticket to your show, Three Thousand dollars for a seat in the back row? But that's all right, money ain't a thing, I'd pay ten times that to hear you sing. And you're innocent, yep still You're only fifteen but you have time to kill, Once you get older you might shave your head, You might Marry the wrong guy, and then end up dead But who knows? Cause today you're a star Got a million dollars and you can't drive a car And that might be true, but that didn't stop me From getting a tattoo Oh my god you brought Disney back, Before you're show that channel was crap And we forgive you for you're dad Achy Breaky Heart, what the hell was that?
Miley, Miley, Miley, Cyrus
Well Miley Cyrus, A list celebrity Got more fame than John F. Kennedy Make a hundred billion dollars like Bill Gates Everybody knows you're name in all fifty states And the fans agree, got more talent than Paris or Lindsay No sex tapes, No S.T.D.'s, No D.U.I.'s, just MP3's It's a lie, you're not pregnant yet You can't believe the things you read on the internet You're friend, Jamie Lynn she is though Britney's little sister is a full blown ho. But Miley Cyrus that ain't for you Disney golden girl, yep, goodie two shoes, well Once you get older you might hate your dad, Get addicted to coke, and then go to rehab But who knows? Cause today you're fine Can buy anything but a bottle of wine And that might be true But that wouldn't stop me from buying it for you Oh my god you brought good girl back Which is a welcome change from Tara Reid's asscrack Again we forgive you for you're dad Dancing with the Stars, what the hell was that?
Miley, Miley, Miley, Cyrus x2
Well, when it comes to you're fans Miley, I'm number one Ain't afraid of you're dad, but I'm afraid of his gun And I'd like to hang out, but I don't like to run See the problem is you're just too young Yeah, I'll admit it, it's kind of weird That I'm the only fan you have, that has a beard And yes I know it's gone on too long, Relax Billy Ray that's the end of my song.
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