WAKE UP IN THE MORNING FEELIN’ LIKE GLEE’S BRITTANY
GRAB MY DUCK, I’M OUT THE DOOR, I’M GONNA HIT MCKINLEY
BEFORE I LEAVE, LOCK MY DIARY IN A HAT
BECAUSE I DON’T WANT IT TO BE STOLEN BY MY PSYCHIC CAT
I’M TALKING CHEERING FOR THE CHEERIOS, OHS
NEVER WEARING ANY OTHER CLOTHES, CLOTHES
SUE BLOWIN’ UP A MEGAPHONE, PHONE
JAZZ-SQUARING, SINGING UP IN GLEE
NOTES AND CHOREOGRAPHY
TRYIN’ FOR A BIG-ASS TROOOO-PHYYY
DON’T STOP, POP AND LOCK,
SCHUESTER SHUT THE FUCK UP
THIS WEEK, GONNA SPEAK
MAYBE MAKE SOME SENSE, WE’LL SEE
SANTANA, WANNA BANG HER
BUT CAN’T EVEN KISS HER CHEEK, NO,
WHOA-OH OH-OH
WHOA-OH OH-OH
GRAB MY DUCK, I’M OUT THE DOOR, I’M GONNA HIT MCKINLEY
BEFORE I LEAVE, LOCK MY DIARY IN A HAT
BECAUSE I DON’T WANT IT TO BE STOLEN BY MY PSYCHIC CAT
I’M TALKING CHEERING FOR THE CHEERIOS, OHS
NEVER WEARING ANY OTHER CLOTHES, CLOTHES
SUE BLOWIN’ UP A MEGAPHONE, PHONE
JAZZ-SQUARING, SINGING UP IN GLEE
NOTES AND CHOREOGRAPHY
TRYIN’ FOR A BIG-ASS TROOOO-PHYYY
DON’T STOP, POP AND LOCK,
SCHUESTER SHUT THE FUCK UP
THIS WEEK, GONNA SPEAK
MAYBE MAKE SOME SENSE, WE’LL SEE
SANTANA, WANNA BANG HER
BUT CAN’T EVEN KISS HER CHEEK, NO,
WHOA-OH OH-OH
WHOA-OH OH-OH
