Foward: Did you ever wonder why Shego is so mad about Drakken's continuous ranting? Here she is to sing about it. Base on a old popular country song.
Disclaimer: All characters of Kim Possible are own by Disney and Mr.Bob and Mr.Mark( Come on guys! I'll still give you half of my inheritance for Shego). All other characters, vagabonds, thugs, geeks, lawyers, carpitbaggers, scalliwaggs, and broken-foot Air Force mechanics claiming to be my wife are property of their repective authors( and they know who they are. Please! not the wrench upside my head again dear). Me no profit, me have fun. The song is sung to Sixteen Tons by Tennessee Ernie Ford.
A/N: This is what you get when you let a bunch of guys in a chat room goof around with a old country song one night. You know who you are and I hope you get a kick out of this ( or one of Shego's kicks). I humbly dedicate this song to Neb's Angels ( Don't get any ideas!).
I was born with a mean streak, some people did say
When a meteor hit my tree house that day
I had enough of my brothers egoism you know
I told them to kiss my behind and off I go
You listen to sixteen rants,and what do you know
Another day more and my mind's about to blow
Mama Lipsky don't come to me and raise a fuss
Because I owe my soul to a psychiatrist
Early one morning Drakken mind chip me
He started on his childhood and I wanted to flee
Dodge ball and dodos is all I could hear
When the chip popped off I wanted to kick his rear
You listen to sixteen rants,and what do you know
Another day more and my mind's about to blow
Mama Lipsky don't come to me and raise a fuss
Because I owe my soul to a psychiatrist
There was one time my ears begin to ring
When I had to steal a diamond from a bling-bling king
Drakken blew 99 million of the Ron-man's dough
No Iceland for me, his butt's gotta go
You listen to sixteen rants,and what do you know
Another day more and my mind's about to blow
Mama Lipsky don't come to me and raise a fuss
Because I owe my soul to a psychiatrist
If you see me coming Drakken, you better run like hell
My brother didn't one day, and I rang their bell
One fist of plasma, the other has claws
I'll kick my steel toed boot right into your jaw
You listen to sixteen rants, and what do you know
Another day more and my mind's about to blow
Mama Lipsky don't come to me and raise a fuss
Because I owe my soul... to a psychiatrist
A/N: OK readers! it's Flame-the-Captain time once again, and I don't mean send Shego over to burn me out of my house. Sent in them review, pics of your dog, or maybe Joe the Plumber. And as always we thank you for your support.