Ultimate Fakebook - Popscotch Party Rock

Guess that it's time to let you see
The evidence on your TV screen
Turn it up, sit back, put up your feet
Uz I think I got you beat
Let me warn first 'cause we weren't cook
We were the only rockers at our school
Playin' Cinderella covers 'cause there wasn't nothin' else to do
Whoa-oo, you know it's true
But I won't give in to darkness, I still hold no regrets
'cause I'm Popscotch Party Rock, and stupid 'til the end

Ain't it enough to make you sick
I know one look would do the trick
Give it up, you know ya gotta grin
When ya hear those sweet hot licks!
I've never seen you laugh so hard
And I'm worried now that you'll be scarred
But the vision of some Kansas kid just rockin' on his pink guitar
Whoa-oo like a rock star
I'm stupid 'til the end