I'd like to say hi to all the girls in the balcony  Okay-get my Brooke Shields doll out  Get my left glove on my left hand  Are ya ready?  I'm sick of Michael Jackson  I'm tired of all that  So this is the Anti-Jackson Rap  I don't like his music  I think he's a bum  So let's keep him out of the Valley of the Sun  All right!  CHORUS  Now, Weird Al says, Michael, won't ya eat it?  I say take your brothers and beat it, beat it, beat it  Well, let me tell ya, everybody  When push comes to shove  We know what Michael Jackson can do with that glove  Somebody throw him a Pepsi  And one for Billie Jean  Now light a match for the sex machines  Brooke Shields, this one's for you!  Now, Brooke Shields says, Michael  Why do you ignore me  Well, Michael saves his kisses  For his little friend Boy Georgie  CHORUS  Now, you can have the Jackson five  And all of that jive  We'll be rockin' in the red  To keep our hopes alive  Now I hope he stays away  And never comes to 'Zona  'Cause I'm the King Salami  But he's the King Bologna  Now, the Jackson may come  Maybe, just maybe  But from all the morning people  Hey, suck wind, baby  CHORUS  Oh, many, ya got my glove all dirty  Who don't you like me, Boy George gonna hit you  Brooke, Brooke, they're pickin' on me Brooke, Brooke?  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------