Bop Bop Bop

He wrote a song every day and night

Smile make you cry

Couldn't see an end in sight

Thought that he would die

His woman needed more attention

Said make up your mind

Get a job stop the pretention

Gonna leave you behind, yeah

 

A friend came by, heard what he had done

Listened up as he begun

Waited 'til he came to an end, said

Buddy I don't mean to offend but

Gotta make it go bop, bop, bop, bop, bop

Do, do, do oh yeah

 

He was feeling hot, so he took a shot

Went to see the man at the top, and he said

Don't know what to do with this

Falls in-between the lines

It's the way it goes in this business

Got to keep up with the times

Tell you what if you go away

Do a little bit more baby

Speed it up make the rhythm sway

Then you're gonna score

Sold a million in the first ten weeks

Sold a million in the next

Toured so much his bones all creaked

All he wanted was some rest

Another day another interview

With another clever hack, who said