Text: Zebrahead. Playmate of the Year. In My Room.

I've got girls, they're in my room
The only thing's my room is not here
Ten till two the clock will move
Detention hall is better with beer

I can do it all in my room
I can be a rock star with a bad attitude
I'm the king of my room
I can ground my mom and dad for being bad if I choose

Shapow, how do you like me now?
Shazam, I don't think ya understand
Shaquick, here I got a ten-inch TV screen
Only in my room

I've got green, it's in my room
The only thing's my room is not here
Pitchin' tents, inside my pants
There's a pool of drool by my ear

I can fake it all in my room, I can be a quarterback
I?m the coolest guy in school
I can get on down in my room
I can go and freak Rebecca Romijn in the nude

Shapow, how do you like me now?
Shazam, I don't think ya understand
Shaquick, here I got a ten-inch TV screen
Only in my room

TV munchies, [Incomprehensible], DVD in my room
Watchin' junkies, spankin' monkies, doughnut dunkin' in my room
Ladies love me, pour me heinees, feed me grapies in my room
Write a shitty record for my record label in my room

In my room, in my room, in my room
In my room, in my room, in my room
In my room, in my room, in my room
In my room, in my room, in my room

Shapow, how do you like me now?
Shazam, I don't think ya understand
Shaquick, here I got a ten-inch TV screen
Only in my room

Only in my room, in my room, in my room
In my room, in my room, in my fucking room, yeah!
[Incomprehensible]