One day, not too long ago, our family received two magazines in the mail. One was Mad, which looked at the twenty dumbest people, things, and events of 2004 — among which was alleged publicity seeker Lindsay Lohan. The other magazine was Entertainment, which featured on its cover — you guessed it — Lindsay Lohan naked.
The song is the same as Twitney Speared, aside from a few altered lyrics.
Oh, Lindsay
What's the whole deal with you?
Oh, Lindsay
I said, what's the whole deal with you?
You've been all over the media now, babe
And yet, I have no clue....what you do.
Just what is it about you
That has everybody obsessed?
Said, what is it about you
That has everybody obsessed?
Do you have some special talent now,
Or are people just in love with...your breasts?
Interlude
Y'know, it's really quite amazing
You don't embarrass yourself.
Said it's really quite amazing
How you don't embarrass yourself.
It's me you're embarrassing
I think I'll pay attention to somebody else.
Interlude
Now, are you a model?
Do you act, dance, or sing?
Said, are you a model?
Do you act, dance, or sing?
Or are you just a media creation
Randomly thought up and plastered over everything?
Hoo yeah, Lindsay, baby
What, in short, 's the whole deal with you?
Oh, Lindsay, now honey
What's the whole deal with you?
You've been all over the media now, babe
And, yet, no one has a clue....what you do.
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