Stupid Little Love Song

It's just a stupid little love song

It's just a stupid little

It's just a stupid little love song

Here we go

Put 'em up

Put 'em up, put 'em up

Granddad fought in World War II

Your cousin landed on the moon

Your mother is a diplomat, Senator of Connecticut

Your sister's got a 4.0

Your father's got his own talk show

Your brother aced the science test

He found the cure for morning breath

I came here by taxi, you came by limousine

And all I have to offer you is this

Just a stupid little love song

(Three chords and a microphone)

Just a stupid little love song

(Hip-hop and rock-n-roll)

So sit right down, I'll sing this song to you

Put 'em up

Put 'em up, put 'em up

You're captain of the football team

A cheerleader's recurring dream

You're on the road to Harvard law

I'm on the bus to Arkansas

I stand in your doorway

Your world looks so enchanting

And all I have to offer you is this

Just a stupid little love song

(Three chords and a microphone)

Just a stupid little love song

(Hip-hop and rock-n-roll)

So sit right down, I'll sing this song to you

Put 'em up

Put 'em up, put 'em up

And the moon comes in the window like a spotlight

(Listen up, 'cause this is real)

I sit you down and I begin to gently rock the mic

('Cause I'm trying to tell you what I feel, feel)

And we're truly approaching a moment

And then you lean over and say

"What's my name, what's my name, what's my name?"

Oh, come on

Here we go

Hi, is Brett home?

Well, will you tell him I came by?

I stand in your driveway

Your world looks so far away

And all I have to offer you is this

Just a stupid little love song

(Three chords and a microphone)

Just a stupid little love song

Hip-hop and rock-n-roll

So sit right down, I'll sing this song to you

Put 'em up, put 'em up

Just a stupid little love song

So sit right down, I'll sing this song to you