We make fun of the lyrics (we joke! We joke!)

Fair use (in US copyright law) the doctrine that brief excerpts of copyright material may, under certain circumstances, be quoted verbatim for purposes such as criticism, news reporting, teaching, and research, without the need for permission from or payment to the copyright holder. Badda-da-dah, badda-da-bah-bah Coming out'cha mouth with'cha blah, blah, blah (A scatting fight gone wrong.) Zip your lip like a padlock (Don’t you mean ‘lock’ your lips like a padlock? Padlocks don’t zip!) And meet me in the back with the Jack at the jukebox (I’m not meeting you anywhere or with anyone named ‘Jack’ or at a ‘jukebox’.) I don't really care where you live at (I don’t really care about your song either, ma’am!) Just turn around boy, let me hit that (This is usually said to women by men. Are you planning on pegging that ‘boy’? Also, when you say ‘boy’ it usually implies something horribly inappropriate.) Don't be a little bitch with your chit chat (How is having open communication in anyway shape or form being a bitch?) Just show me where your dick is at (If you don’t know where the ‘dick’ is on a man’s body. I can’t help you in any way, shape or form.) Music's up Listen hot stuff, I'm in love with this song (Cool, you like the song. Great! But can you explain why you asked the location of a man’s ‘dick’?) So just hush Baby, shut up! Heard enough Stop ta-ta-talking that blah, blah, blah (Okay, you don’t have to be rude. Also, it seems like you’re the one talking that ‘blah-blah’.) Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah (Getting ‘what’? The hell out of the song? Yes, I really do want to exit stage left please!) Not in the back of my car, -ar, -ar (How about you climb in the backseat of an Uber and go home? Would you prefer that?) If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (First of all, what is the person saying that requires this degree of rudeness? Also, you can just walk away. No one is forcing you to talk to anyone! Just saying!) Boy, c'mon and get my rocks off (Now you want him to get you off. You just told him to shut up not too long ago? Either you’re interested or not? These mixed feelings are just wrong, and you know it!) Come put a little love in my glove box (I think he’s scared there’s something hiding in that ‘glove box’. Herpes singing ‘hello from the glove box!’) Wanna dance, with no pants on? (That’s not a dance. You two are having sex. Why not just say, I want you to fuck me? I mean this song has already been explicit enough. Just cut to the chase!) Meet me in the back with the Jack at the jukebox (You can get arrested for public indecency! Just saying!) So cut to the chase kid, cause I know you don't care what my middle name is (Sometimes it’s nice knowing people have middle names. It could come in handy when you have to look that person up on Facebook or Instagram.) I wanna be naked and you're wasted (Have you heard of ‘whisky dick’? Well, if he’s wasted. No sex is happening tonight. I’m sorry. No matter how drunk you are. You are not getting any ‘dick’ if he’s wasted.) Music's up Listen hot stuff, I'm in love with this song (Okay, listen to your stupid song and leave me alone.) So just hush Baby, shut up! (No, you shut up! How about that!) Heard enough Stop ta-ta-talking that blah, blah, blah Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah (You just said you wanted to have sex with him? Now you’re teasing him. I find that incredibly rude ma’am!) Not in the back of my car, -ar, -ar If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah You be delaying, you always saying some shit (How about instead of doing all the talking? Maybe, just hear what the guy has to say? Maybe he doesn’t want to have sex with you and he’s trying to exit stage left? He’s a smart man if he is!) You say I'm playin', I'm never layin' the dick (What you’re saying is, you have a ‘dick’? Okay, I’m just playing. But seriously though, I know this is a pop song. But does it have to be this stupid?) Saying, "Blah, blah, blah." Cause I don't care who you are in this bar (You obviously do care! I mean you’ve wanted this guy to fuck you and you wanted to see his ‘dick’ for the longest. Does that not count for something? Because I swear it has to!!) It only matters who I is (Only you matter and no one else. Fuck everyone in the bar! Fuck the guy you wish would shut up and have sex with you. Just fuck everyone right? I know you mean literally, but seriously. Stop being rude!) Stop ta-ta-talking that blah, blah, blah Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah Not in the back of my car, -ar, -ar If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah Blah, blah, blah (Where? I mean at this point I’m not sure you know where. Also, this teasing shit is stupid and you know it.) Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah Not in the back of my car, -ar, -ar If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah Oh! Blah blah blah Stop talking! (Skip) Stop ta-ta-talking that (Skip) Girl is angry that a guy is too drunk to have sex with her. She shames him and writes a godawful song that should’ve never been written in the first place.