Here's looking at you, kid
It was gonna leak eventually
So eventually it did
And bad news travels fast, I think
In minutes half the country will be stiff, stiff inside their pants

All the editors are hard
All the journalists are wet
All the boys are jerking off in private on the internet

The manager is sweating
The parents smoking cigarettes
And it doesn't matter if the vision flatters
It's the nudity and that much is understood (and that much is understood)
And it better be, and it better fucking be, and it better be good

And she looks hungry
On that tape
Yes she looks starving
In the limelight
In that sickly green, she might have been
A girl I know or a place I've seen

Now all the editors are hard
And all the journalists are wet
And all the boys are jerking off in private on the internet
Now all the editors are hard
And all the journalists are wet
And all the boys are jerking off in private on the internet

Between the sweat and the silhouette
Between the drink and the regret
Have your fill but don't forget
Everyone's naked

Somewhere on the internet
Somewhere on the internet

The Jonas Generation's got rings wrapped round their dicks
The whole world waits with patience for one them boys to slip
Reflected, directed by one simple fact
Be careful what you're looking at because it might be looking back
Reflected, directed by one simple fact
Be careful what you're looking at because it might be looking back
Be careful what you're looking at because it might be looking back, ugh

And in that sickly green, she might have been
A girl I know, a place I've seen
And in that sickly green, she might have been
A fantasy that I've forseen

Yeah, get it up, get it off online
Get it up, get it on, get it off online
In a sickly green, she might have been, a girl I know, a place I've seen
A girl I know, or a place I've seen