I'd like to say hi to all the girls in the balconyOkay-get my Brooke Shields doll outGet my left glove on my left handAre ya ready?I'm sick of Michael JacksonI'm tired of all thatSo this is the Anti-Jackson RapI don't like his musicI think he's a bumSo let's keep him out of the Valley of the SunAll right!CHORUSNow, Weird Al says, Michael, won't ya eat it?I say take your brothers and beat it, beat it, beat itWell, let me tell ya, everybodyWhen push comes to shoveWe know what Michael Jackson can do with that gloveSomebody throw him a PepsiAnd one for Billie JeanNow light a match for the sex machinesBrooke Shields, this one's for you!Now, Brooke Shields says, MichaelWhy do you ignore meWell, Michael saves his kissesFor his little friend Boy GeorgieCHORUSNow, you can have the Jackson fiveAnd all of that jiveWe'll be rockin' in the redTo keep our hopes aliveNow I hope he stays awayAnd never comes to 'Zona'Cause I'm the King SalamiBut he's the King BolognaNow, the Jackson may comeMaybe, just maybeBut from all the morning peopleHey, suck wind, babyCHORUSOh, many, ya got my glove all dirtyWho don't you like me, Boy George gonna hit youBrooke, Brooke, they're pickin' on me Brooke, Brooke?------------------------------------------------------------------------------