Karaoké Stick To The Status Quo High School Musical

You can bet there's nothin' but net

When I am in a zone and on a roll

But I've got a confession my own secret obsession and it's making me lose control

Well if Troy can tell his secret then I can tell mine

I bake

I love to bake strudels, scones even apple pandowdy

Someday I hope to make the perfect crème brûlée

Look at me and what do you see?

Intelligence beyond compare

But inside I am stirring something strange is occuring it's a secret I need to share

Hip hop is my passion

I love to pop and lock and jam and break

Is that even legal?

It's just dancing sometimes I think it's cooler than homework

Listen well

I'm ready to tell about a need that

I cannot deny

Dude, there's no explanation for this awesome sensation but I'm ready to let it fly

Alright, if Troy wants to be a singer then I'm coming clean

I play the cello

What is it?

A saw?

No, dude, it's like a giant violin

Do you have to wear a costume?

This is not what I want this is not what I planned

And I just gotta say

I do not understand

Something is really

Something's not right really wrong

And we gotta get things

And we gotta get things back where they belong back where they belong

Gotta play

Hip hop hooray

Crème brûlée

Everybody quiet

Why is everybody staring at you?

Not me, you

Because of the callbacks

I can't have people staring at me, I really can't