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 Your grandpa fought in world war two Your cousin landed on the moon Your mother is a diplomat, the senator of Connecticut Your sister's got 4 point O 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 (3 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 The captain of the football team The 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 (3 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 being to gently rock the mic ('cause I'm trying to tell you what I 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, go 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 (3 chords and a microphone) Just a stupid little love song (Hip hop and rock and 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 --- Stupid Little Love Song - Fefe Dobson