Yeah this one right here goes out to the baby out the window
Yeah, mamas, mamas, lock up your doors, yeah it goes like this

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I'm Michael Jackson
I am for real
Never meant to give your little boys wine
I apologize a trillion times
Yeah, I'm Michael Jackson
Not a petifile
Did not intend to get your boys in bed
Get those sick things out of your heads

Baby drama mamas don't love me
Just because I get little boys to come to my neighborhood
Back in the courtroom trying to fight me
They need to get a drink of that cherry wine and then it's lights out
That's my house, I disconnect the cable and turn the lights out And let them know their moms aren't looking for them, they said it
Private schools, daycare, shit, medical bills
I'll pay that, love your mom and everything
See, I ain't the one who laid down
One little bulletin and you cussing me down, my lawyer stay down
They never got to hear my side of the story, we was divided
And nowadays birthdays don't come to Neverland, I'm not invited
Despite it, I'll still give my fans the best I can do
All you do is defend that little boy that I tried to screw

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Me and your little boys
Got a special thing going on
You say it's spooky stuff
We say it's full grown
Hope that he stays here
Share my bed with him forever
You can plan a pretty picnic
But you can't invite Michael Jackson
Ten times out of nine, he'll be serving them wine
Just to get some adolescent nuzzle in my mouth, I won't decline
Prince meets King, the gay marriage thing, together we sing
On the oak tree, I hope you come to me forever
Forever, forever, forever, forever, ever
Forever never seems that long until you're fully grown
And note that day by day your little Johnsons get too long
Michael Jackson's intentions were good, I wish I could
Become a doctor to touch boys in the weirdest of places
Thoughts of me, thoughts of he, me and he
Asking what happened when you couldn't come to bed with me
Glad, at least with boys, there's no fumbling with pads
They're enticing for a reason and that's not bad
So now that everything is cool
Michael Jackson flashes you on the first day in school, graduation

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Uh uh, yeah, look at the way he treats them, so weak
One night at Neverland and he got his nose up the creek
Without protection on, Michael gets his erection on
And just when you think he can't get worse
He sticks his dick in their mouth
Know what I'm talking about, fertility and puberty and all that now
But Michael doesn't care, in fact, to get in their underwear
He buy them sleeping pills and push them down the stairs
So come to Neverland, the land of the looney
Get in bed, have some wine, and watch Michael shake his booty

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