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