Guess who..   You missed me?   Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus!      When you walked through the door, it was clear to me (clear to me)   You're the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)   You're a... rockstar (baby)   Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)   Playa... Who can really blame you? (who can really blame you?)   We're the ones who made you      (Clears throat)   Back by popular demand   Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can   You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand   How does it feel? Is it fantastic, is it grand?   Well look at all the massive masses in the stands   Shady, man, no, don't massacre the fans   Damn, I think Kim Kardashian's a man!   She stomped him, just cause he asked to put his hands   On her massive gluteus maximus again   Squeeze it then squish it, and pass it to her friend   Can he come back as nasty as he can?   Yes, he can, can, don't ask me this again   He does not mean to lesbian offend   But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men   Samantha's a two, you're practically a ten   I know you want me girl, in fact, I see a grin   Now come in girl.      When you walked through the door, it was clear to me (clear to me)   You're the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)   You're a... rockstar (baby)   Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)   Playa... Who can really blame you? (who can really blame you?)   We're the ones who made you      The enforcer, looking for more women to torture   Walk up to the cutest girl and charlie horse her   Sorry Portia, but what's Ellen DeGeneres    Have that I don't? Are you telling me tenderness?   Well I can be as gentle and smooth as a gentlemen   Gimme my Ventolin inhaler and two Xenadrine   And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then   Nail her, baby say "hello to my little friend!"   Brit forget K-Fed, lets cut off the middle-men   Forget him or you're gonna end up in the hospital again   And this time it won't be for the Ritalin binge   Forget them other men, girl pay the middle attention   And little did I mention, that Jennifer's in   Love with me, John Mayer, so sit on the bench   Man I swear them other guys you give them an inch   They take a mile, they got style, but it isn't Slim      When you walked through the door, it was clear to me (clear to me)   You're the one they adore, who they came to see. (who they came to see)   You're a... rockstar (baby)   Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)   Playa... Who can really blame you? (who can really blame you?)   We're the ones who made you      And that's why, my love, you'll never live without   I know you want me girl cause I can see you checking me out   And baby, you know, you know you want me too   Don't try to deny it baby, I'm the only one for you      (Farts)   Damn girl, I'm beginning to sprout an alfalfa   Why should I wash my filthy mouth out?   You think that's bad, you should hear the rest of my album   Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia   Man Cash, I don't mean to mess with your gal but   Jessica Alba put her breast in my mouth bro   Wowzers, I just made a mess in my trousers   And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis   Lord help us, he's back in his pink Alf shirt   Looking like someone shrinked his outfit    I think he bout' to flip, Jessica    Rest assured Superman's here to rescue ya   Can you blame me? You're my Amy, I'm your Blake   Matter fact, bake me a birthday cake   With a saw blade in it to make my jail break   Baby I think you just met your soul mate   Now break it down girl.      When you walked through the door, it was clear to me (clear to me)   You're the one they adore, who they came to see. (who they came to see)   You're a... rockstar (baby)   Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)   Playa... Who can really blame you? (who can really blame you?)   We're the ones who made you      So baby baby, get down, down down   Baby, get down, down down   Baby, get down, down down   Baby, get down, get down   Baby, get down, down down   Baby, get down, down down   Baby, get down, down down   Baby, get down, get down      Oh Amy, rehab never looked so good!   I can't wait, I'm going back! (Laugh)   Wooo!   Dr. Dre, two thousand and twenty!   Yeah.