Original lyrics

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Is It Saturday Yet I'm a product of the nation My Nintendo's on the floor On a permanent vacation Momma's bangin at my door Na na na She's screamin at me But I don't wanna understand And I go oooooooh It goes on and on and on Chorus Is it Saturday yet Cuz I wanna get up Is it Saturday yet It just feels like a Saturday Baby Is it Saturday yet I just wanna get up Is it Saturday yet Cuz it feels like a Saturday Baby Is it Saturday I was raised by the television Jerry Springer was my dad And it wouldn't matter If Martha Stewart was my mother And Aaron Carter was my brother Cuz I'd still be bad I'm a product of the nation I'm the last generation Na na na They won't stop screamin And I don't think they understand And I go oooooooh It goes on and on and on Chorus Information overload Comin through my mind That I can't control In the back of my head Are the eyes that I see That has got to be A side of me (repeat) And I go ohhhhhhhhh She's screamin at me But I don't wanna understand Chorus