Madonna: Hey Britney. 



B: Oh no, she's here! 



M: Hey, you wanna hang out? 



B: Sorry kinda busy right now. 



M: At a club? 



B: Bye! 



Britney: 

She's always there 

Everytime I turn around 

Her creepy stare 

Her tired 80's disco sound 

She follows me 

With desperation I can't take 

She's calling me 

She's worst than Justin Timberlake 



Ever since I kissed her 

She's been on me like a blister 

I don't need another mother 

But she just won't leave me alone 

She won't leave me alone (hey, leave me alone) 

I don't wanna knock her 

But she's a crazy stalker 

I wish she'd take her rocker 

And just get her butt on home 

Bitch leave me alone hey, hey, hey 



B: Why can't you give me some space 



M: I just really had to see ya 



B: Can't you get out of my face 



M: I've got a great idea 

It's a sexy video 



B: No I really do not wanna 



M: Be my bitch, I'll be your ho 



B: I'm not slezzy like you Madonna 



Madonna: 

Hey Britney 

I need some help with my career 

Look at my cane and look where I stick it 

I'm desperate 

That's why sometimes I pretend I'm queer 

It was in my pants who wants to lick it 



Get on the swing 

Try not to heave 

Spread your legs 

Roll in my leaves 

I need some of your young blood 

Please fulfill my hunger 

My last cd was a dud 

I need to be younger 

All your youth and energy 

Please, I really need it 

Now expose your neck to me 

With my fangs I'll bleed it 



All right everybody let's vogue! 

Vogue, vogue, vogue, vogue, huh? 

Good times!!! 

Come on everybody let's vogue! 

Vogue, vogue, vogue, vogue, vogue, vogue, vogue...