Key Of Awesome Lyrics
"#90 Taylor Swift "Shake It Off" Parody"

I make this dumb face
I got zero shame
I'm dancing like Elaine
Invading people's space
("Excuse me")

Here comes a fake laugh
And now I'm acting Black
("Yo, yo, dawg")
I know tons of raps
("Rap, rap")
Like Notorious 2-Pac
("I'm strapped!")

I'm such a doofus
Acting like I'm clueless
But I can be ruthless
If you break my heart, you'll end up in a shitty song

But I never, ever, ever get pissed or miffed
I just bottle up my rage, then write a hit
I treat haters like a fly at a picnic
And I whack 'em off
Whack 'em off

I read every comment and message board
And 'swiftkicker' said I wasn't as good as Lorde
Gonna find him and squish his testicles
Turn and cough
Turn and cough

I fuck English guys
("Groovy, baby!")
I got hot dog thighs
I always act surprised
("I won?")
Life is a surprise
("Yay me!")

These girls are working hard
("Yes, we're working hard")
They went to Julliard
("Maxed out credit cards")
But I dance like a 'tard
("That's true")
And I'm a superstar
("Life's cruel")

Now I'll try twerking
But my butt ain't working
It's just some spastic jerking
Let me crawl below
While I peek at your camel toes
("Oh, Hell no")

Hey, hey, hey
Just think
In the time I spent writing a song about shaking it off
I could've been actually shaking it off

To this
Sick
Beat

This part's designed
To be sung in time
By some twelve-year-old girls in a mall
("Best friends")
Just turned twenty-four, not a kid any more
But I act like I'm just like y'all

"What is this?
I asked for Dijon mustard!"

And I'm driving you insane, sane, sane, sane, sane
With my infinite refrain, frain, frain, frain, frain, frain
Torturing your brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain

"Shut it off, shut it off!"

Ha, ha, ha!

I was hired by the CIA-A-A
Just to write a song to play, play, play, play, play
At Guantanamo Bay, Bay, Bay, Bay, Bay, baby

"Make it stop, make it stop!"