Seifer: Yo chickenwuss, the girly-man, Cowboy, and puberty boy, get up here and help me with this song.

(The boys all mumble about the insult but reluctantly agree to help.)

Seifer: All right. Here we go

Dirty Pop

I'm sick and tired of hearing all these people talk about what's the deal with this pop life and

when is it gonna fade out.

Tidus: The thing you've got to realize what we're doing is not a trend. We've got the gift of

melody and we're gonna bring it till the end.

Zell: It doesn't matter about the car I drive or what I wear around my neck.

Squall: All that matters is that you recognize that it's just about respect.

Irvine: It doens't matter about the clothes I wear and where I go and why.

Squall: All that matters is that you get hype. And we'll do it to you every time.

All the boys: Do you ever wonder why this music gets you high, it takes you on a ride.

You feel it when your body starts to rock And you can't stop.

And the music's all you got this must be pop.

Seifer: Dirty Pop. Baby you can't stop. I know you like this dirty pop. This must be pop.

Tidus: Now why do wanna try to classify the type of thing we do? We're just fine doing what we like, can we say the same for you?

Seifer: I'm tired of feeling all around me animosity. Just worry bout yours cause I'ma get mine. Now people can't you see...

Zell: It doesn't matter about the car I drive or the ice around my neck.

Squall: All that matterAll that matters is that you recognize that it's just about respect.

Irvine: It doesn't matter about the clothes I wear and where I go and why.

Squall: All that matters is that you get hype. And we'll do it to you every time.

All the boys: Do you ever wonder why this music gets you high, it takes you on a ride.

You feel it when your body starts to rock And you can't stop.

And the music's all you got this must be pop.

Tidus: Ooooo... Man I'm tired of singing.

(The boys start dancing a horrible choregraphed dance at the same time.)

All the boys: Do you ever wonder why this music gets you high, it takes you on a ride.

You feel it when your body starts to rock And you can't stop.

And the music's all you got. This must be pop.

Yuna: All of you are so lame! Get off the stage!

Rinoa: I don't know. My Squally-poo was very sexy.

Quistis: Rinoa, have you been eating the plastic fruit again? She was halfway through an apple before she realized it was plastic.

(Rinoa sticks her tongue at Quistis as Squall sits beside her)

Vela: What happened between those two? They didn't act like this before.

Selphie: Rinoa caught Quistis in Squall's dorm the other night back at Balamb Garden. Rinoa blew a gasket when she saw them together.

(Irvine starts humming the Sex and Candy song)

Irvine: I smell sex and candy...

Rinoa: If you finish that Irvine, I'll shoot you in the foot with your own gun.

Lulu: All right since everybody is clearing the air then I suppose it's my turn. Ladies if you don't mind. Wakka...this is for you...

Narrator: Okay now things are just weird. If you stop reading this fic now I wouldn't blame you. I would stop narrating it...

Vela: I heard that...

Narrator: Vela would chop my head...