I wouldn't call myself a social butterfly\nAnd there's not much that separates me from the other guy\nBut when I login I begin to live\nThere's an online world where I am king\nOf a little website dedicated to me\nWith pictures of me and a list of my friends\nAnd an unofficial record of the groups that I'm in\nBefore the internet friendship was so tough\nYou actually had to be in peoples presence and stuff\nWho would've thought that with a point and a click\nI could know that Hope Floats is your favorite flick (Harry Connick Jr.?)\n\nFacebook (Facebook)\nI'm Hooked on Facebook\nI used to meet girls hanging out at the mall, but now I just wait for them to write on my wall\nTake a look you're hooked on Facebook.\nFacebook says Link's status has changed. He's playing the recorder.\n\nHow do you know this person?\nDid you hook up with this person?\nDo you need to request confirmation?\nOr did you just think they looked cute from their picture on Facebook?\nIf the internet crashed all across the land\nOr my Facebook account was deleted by the man\nI'd carry around a picture of my face\nAnd a summary of me typed out on a page\n\nFacebook (Facebook)\nI'm hooked on Facebook.\nIt's more than a want. It's more than a need.\nI'd shrivel up and die without my mini feed.\nTake a look you're hooked on Facebook.\n(Facebook, Facebook, Facebook)\nTake a look on Face BOOK\n                                        BOOK\n                                           BOOK\n                                                BOOK\nBOOOOOOOOOOOOOKKKKKKKK.