Mamma Mia

Lyrics

[Intro] Hey, Lleyton I've been told a couple of times that I look like you, right? Now, I don't mind that But, in my opinion, I deserve Bec a lot more than you do I've put in more ground work, I've been there a lot longer And I love work a lot more than you do So, I think it's time to give her up Please! [Hook] [?] [?] Mamma Mia Now, I don't even know what that means But it sounds good so I'm gonna just sing it [?] [?] Mamma Mia Yeah, this one's for Snuzzleberry That's my pet name I gave her [Verse 1] Yo, I remember watching this girl on Home and Away Wouldn't miss an episode if I was home or away I really wanna put my little hands up in her bra While I'm glancing at her arse, watching Dancing With The Stars Little Aussie queen I define, how's that? I really love the way you get them eyebrows waxed You'll see me every year, lurking in the grandstand Eyes locked on Bec while the rest of the fans chant This whole time, I've been dreaming of a lap dance I'll show Lleyton the true meaning of a backhand (take that motherfucker) And, really, he should be an honest register As a non-competitor that could never beat Roger Federer And I'll be honest though, Australia's hoping For Lleyton to stay away from the Australian Open (Nah, you can't come in) He wants to slap me? He better get the stilts out She was hot before, guess what?, she's a milf now [Hook] [?] [?] Mamma Mia Now, I don't even know what that means But it sounds good so I'm gonna just sing it [?] [?] Mamma Mia (I see you every year at the Oz Open) Please look at me next time! [Verse 2] Yo, it's like every year at the Oz Open, I'm feeling loneliness Switch up my style every time, hoping that she notices And, last year, I thought I'd go in as a chauvinist Pull the helicopter out and yell "Please notice this!" I find pictures of her, surfing the net Or you'll see me on the main court, surfing a net And, everywhere she goes, you'll see be perving on Bec I'll lurk under steps if she's in a skirt or a dress I'm sorry Bec but I'm really jealous of Lleyton I've seen you cook breakfast, I was smelling the bacon I died when I found that you were marrying Lleyton But I like cornflakes (that's an irrelevant statement) You've got the worst voice for a TV host I'd still let you talk on my CD though Everybody can see it, even BP knows We all agree, you need to break up with that peewee, yo [Hook] [?] [?] Mamma Mia Now, I don't even know what that means But it sounds good so I'm gonna just sing it [?] [?] Mamma Mia (I dream about you every night But you don't love me, you don't love me) [Verse 3] I was with Bec Cartwright in my bed last night The dream was so good that I slept past nine But, when it comes to really having sex, I'm fine I've got my Woman's Weekly magazine when I have a dream Mamma Mia, the mother of Mia Could turn me from a Satan to a mother Teresa We'll get food nasty, having fun with a pizza I'll be your only lover if you chuck me a Visa Cheesy but true, sleasy but smooth I'll show you another sport that's easy to do Yeah, so what? I use a mic and not a tennis racket But you could get a real rock star like Lenny Kravitz Yeah, it's true that I like celebrity types Because the TV bimbos are what kept me alive And now, I've got my sights locked on Jennifer Kye Why? 'Cause Greg Norman said the sex was all right [Hook] [?] [?] Mamma Mia Now, I don't even know what that means But it sounds good so I'm gonna just sing it [?] [?] Mamma Mia [Outro] All those celebrity females, watch out That's my whole thing, that's all I'm about That's the only reason I rap, is so I can get closer to you guys At the awards nights Lara Bingle, Bec Cartwright, Kerri-Anne Kennerly Fuck yeah, you're all gonna get it It's all gravy Lleyton Don't take offense, little boy Come on!