Sick of being a loser
Turned down at every turn
Tired of being rejected
I'm the king of crash and burn
What am I gonna do now?
I need a little plan
Wait! I bet they would want me
With a microphone in hand

'Cause I'm sick of this rejection
Gotta get me some affection
If I wanna score
I gotta upgrade my image
So I'll dub myself a singer
Give the rules a middle finger
Say I do it for the music
Not the money
Though that's true I know that

All I want is chicks
All he wants is chicks
All they want it chicks
All we want is chicks

All we want is chicks
All we want is chicks
All we want is chicks
All we want is chicks

Chicks
Bewbs
Yeah all we want is
A little bootie

Look at me in the spotlight
Sweat glistens off my brow
Take my shirt off and show off
Time to flaunt my physique now
Look at the girls all screaming
With the faces turning red
Know that each look I give them
Makes them want to give me... heh heh

Well I know they'll like me better
Than that singer guy named Chester
Or Aaron Lewis 'cuz
I know I'm better looking
And I wish my crush from high school
Saw me now and feels like a fool
'Cause I asked her out a hundred times
She said, "No!" Her loss, still I know

All I want is chicks
All he wants is chicks
All they want it chicks
All we want is chicks

All we want is chicks
All we want is chicks
All we want is chicks
All we want is chicks

Chicks
Bewbs
Yeah all we want is
A little bootie

"Hey baby
I'm the frontman for that band Psychostick
Wanna have sex?!"
"No you jerk!"

"Hi, I sing in a band. You wanna go out sometime?"
"I'd rather straddle a parking cone."

"Hello member of the female gender of which I have the utmost respect for.
Might I inquire about your availability to dine out with me this fine evening?"

"Can I borrow a quarter to call my dying mother?"

"Next time I'll just bring my dog."

And then Rob said

Jump [x14]
C'mon!
Bounce [x15]
Yeah!