Please

I...don't wanna go through this life
Without you, by my side
And I-I-I, got it all worked out
In my head, is all it got to be

It'll be Mig and me
J.D. makes three
Waiting now to get our answer
It'll be all you guys
Don't say bye bye
That would be like getting cancer.

We, we make believe
On a stage we sing together
We-e-e-e, if I don't scream
With a voice (?)
To sing forever

And it'll be Mig and me
J.D. makes three
Waiting now to get our answer
It'll be all you guys
Don't say bye bye
That would be like getting cancer.


Please, please, please, please, please, please
I got one shot
So let me win this silly game show.

Please, please, please, please, please, please
The others aren't as hot
So where do we go from he-e-e-re

And it'll be Mig and me
J.D. makes three
Waiting now to get our answer
It'll be all you guys
Don't say bye bye
That would be like getting cancer.

And I know
There's more for me with this band
If I sing more
And not scream more

And I know
There's more for me with this band
And not scream more
And not scream more

(Please! Note this is a parody of Marty Casey's Trees)