(Chorus)
Not gon 
They’re not gon
They’re not gonna make me
(They couldn’t make me if they tried)

And they all want me
To clean my room
And they all want me
To clean my body too
And they all want me 
To brush my teeth
And they all want me
To stop eating raw meat

(Chorus)

Wave your hands 
From side to side
And sway your hips
Say my oh my
Welcome to the party
Where we say hello no
When they say fast
Yeah we go slow

And they all want me
To stop putting myself in danger
And they all want me
To stop attacking random strangers 
And they all want me
To be myself
But if I see you drowning
I’ll refuse to help

(Chorus)

Picture me
With a big fat booty
Flavored just like 
Fruity tooty
Picture me 
With a big fat booty
If you don’t like it
You can sue me

(Chorus)

They Couldn't Make Me If They Tried

all music written, performed, recorded, and produced like fucking shit by me.

Keith Stone
cameronston@gmail.com

They Couldn't Make Me If They Tried

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