Thou Shalt Not Britney Spear

One, two, three, four! If I were Britney's boyfriend I'd be playing hard to get She'd come around beggin' for me, but I'd say, "No no, not yet." Cos God has told me personally That I should remain pure. "Just love me, baby, for myself." And more of that manure. Thou Shalt Not Britney Thou Shalt Not Britney Thou Shalt Not Britney Spear Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! Oh my God! One, two, three, four! Britney would go off her tree At my refusal "I'm Britney freakin' Spears, Rejection's not that usual." "I love you, darling, for yourself," I'd explain to little Miss "It's your personality I like. Not your body. Serious." Thou Shalt Not Britney, Britney Thou Shalt Not Britney, Britney Thou Shalt Not Britney Spear As far as a coy mistress goes You'll like it more than she When, upon her curt refusal You whole-heartedly agree Girls justly hate the lecher man With sweating, hairy paw But what happens when boy says no? They hate that even more Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! "Just like I told J-Lo," I'd say, "It's not your fame and wealth, It's not your perfect bod and face It's you I want. Yourself. Jesus wouldn't like us to If he ever knew it" "Stuff him," I'm sure she'd say "Come on, babe, let's do it." Thou Shalt Not Britney Thou Shalt Not Britney Thou Shalt Not Britney Thou Shalt Not Britney Thou Shalt Not Britney (Oh my God, oh my God) Thou Shalt Not Britney (Oh my God, oh my God) Thou Shalt Not Britney (Oh my God, oh my God) Spear