A midwest pretty she was bred to shine
Heart as gold as the corn that thrived
On the straight rows passin eatin' beans and cheese balls in her cha-cha heels
She said "I'm quittin' my job at the malle
You can tell my mum I ain't taking her calls
'Cos the next 10 days are all about mem
I'm gonna find a man to make a baby."
You don't know me, you don't know me.
Gotta test ten guys, gotta test ten guys
Gotta test ten guys, gotta test ten guys
Gotta test ten guys, 'cos I slept with 10 guys at that party
x2
Who's my babys daddy?
Gotta get me some DNA
DNA-hay
I keep a baby seat in my mini van
Uh-huh
And I'm cuttin' coupons for formula as fast as I can
Uh-huh
I'm browsing baby clothes, 'cos my baby knows it's in style
If haters hate me while I'm wiping drool I just smile
If my baby loses it's pacifier, it's cool. I always carry 3 more
You don't know me, you don't know me
Gotta test ten guys, gotta test ten guys
Gotta test ten guys, gotta test ten guys
Gotta test ten guys, 'cos I slept with 10 guys at that party
Who's my babys daddy?
Gotta get me some DNA
DNA-hay
It could be Dave or Neil, Steve or Ron, Jake or John, Mike or André
I'm 100% you or your bro's could be babys dadday.
He's got your eyes and he's got my nose
And I don't need your money 'cos I got my own.
(Lie Detector Determined That, was a lie.)
You don't know me, you don't know me.
Gotta test ten guys, gotta test ten guys
Gotta test ten guys, gotta test ten guys
Gotta test ten guys, 'cos I slept with 10 guys at that party
x2
Who's my babys daddy?
Gotta get me some DNA
DNA-ay
Whateeever.