Lyrics You're Only Second Rate - Jonathan Freeman

You're Only Second Rate

I must admit,
Your parlor tricks are amusing
I bet you’ve got a bunny
Under your hat!
Now here’s your chance
To get the best of me,
Hope your hand is hot!
C’mon, clown,
Let’s see what you’ve got!
You try to slam me With your hardest stuff
But your double whammy
Isn’t up to snuff
I’ll set the record straight
You’re simply out of date
You’re only second rate!
You think your cat’s a meanine,
But your tiger’s tame
You’ve got a lot to learn
About the genie game
So for your information,
I’ll reiterate
You’re only second rate!
Men cower at the power
In my pinky
My thumb is number one
On every list
But if you’re not convinced
That I’m invincible,
Put me to the test!
I’d love to lay this rivalry to rest!
Go ahead and zap me With the big surprise
Snap me in a trap,
Cut me down to size
I’ll make a big escape
It’s just a piece of cake
You’re only second rate!
You know, your hocus-pocus
Isn’t tough enough
And your mumbo-jumbo
Doesn’t measure up Let me pontificate
Upon your sorry state
You’re only second rate!
Zaba-caba-dabra!
Granny’s gonna grab ya!
Alakazam-da-mus
And this thing’s bigger than the both of us!
So spare me your tremendous scare!
You look horrendous in your underwear!
And I can hardly wait
To discombobulate
I’ll send ya back and packing
In a shipping crate
You’ll make a better living
With a spinning plate
You’re only second rate!