Top 8 (What do I have to do)
Do I have to compliment you on your brand new portrait
Or congratulate you on your move out of the closet
I promise I wont use your page as my personal advertisement
Just let me borrow some space or use it under consignment
What do I have to do to get on your top eight on myspace
I see George Lucas and David Lynch and Lennon are among your heroes
Don’t understand all the films on your list but you’re partial to Deniro
I took a look at your profile and your taste is quite impressive
But all those pictures of Annakin could be considered a bit obsessive
What do I have to do to get on your top eight on myspace
Just finished reading your blog
You’re an odd duck but I’m sure we’d get along
I see you often like to stay up late and drink and get stoned
Too bad you’re sitting there alone
Throw me the hoops to jump through to get on your top eight on myspace
Do I have to attach some dirty pictures to an email
Or maybe I’ll have to convince you that I used to be a female
I’ll do what you want me to do if you put me on your top eight on myspace
Lyrics written by T. Randolph Scott