All About The Paper Lyrics - Loleatta Holloway - Loleatta Holloway

It's all about the Pentiums, baby 

Uhh, uh-huh, yeah 

Uhh, uh-huh, yeah 

It's all about the Pentiums, baby 

It's all about the Pentiums, baby 

It's all about the Pentiums, baby 

It's all about the Pentiums, baby 

What y'all wanna do? 

Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers 

Wastin' time with all the chat room yakkers 

9 to 5, chillin' at Hewlett Packard 

Workin' at a desk with a dumb little placard? 

Yeah, payin' the bills with my mad programming skills 

Defraggin' my hard drive for thrills 

I got me a hundred gigabytes of RAM 

I never feed trolls and I don't read spam 

Installed a T1 line in my house 

Always at my PC, double-clickin' on my mizouse 

Upgrade my system at least twice a day 

I'm strictly plug-and-play, I ain't afraid of Y2K 

I'm down with Bill Gates, I call him "Money" for short 

I phone him up at home and I make him do my tech support 

It's all about the Pentiums, what? 

You've gotta be the dumbest newbie I've ever seen 

You've got white-out all over your screen 

You think your Commodore 64 is really neato 

What kinda chip you got in there, a Dorito? 

You're usin' a 286? Don't make me laugh 

Your Windows boots up in what, a day and a half? 

You could back up your whole hard drive on a floppy diskette 

You're the biggest joke on the Internet 

Your database is a disaster 

You're waxin' your modem, tryin' to make it go faster 

Hey fella, I bet you're still livin' in your parents' cellar 

Downloadin' pictures of Sarah Michelle Gellar 

And postin' 'Me too' like some brain-dead AOL-er 

I should do the world a favor and cap you like Old Yeller 

You're just about as useless as jpegs to Hellen Keller 

It's all about the Pentiums, baby 

It's all about the Pentiums, baby 

It's all about the Pentiums, baby 

It's all about the Pentiums, baby 

Now, what y'all wanna do? 

Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers 

Wastin' time with all the chat room yakkers 

9 to 5, chillin' at Hewlett Packard 

Uh, uh, loggin' in now, wanna run wit my crew, hah? 

Rule cyberspace and crunch numbers like I do? 

They call me the king of the spreadsheets 

Got 'em printed out on my bedsheets 

My new computer's got the clocks, it rocks 

But it was obsolete before I opened the box 

You say you've had your desktop for over a week? 

Throw that junk away, man, it's an antique 

Your laptop is a month old, well that's great 

If you could use a nice, heavy paperweight 

My digital media is write-protected 

Every file inspected, no viruses detected 

I beta tested every operation system 

Gave props to some, and others, I dissed 'em 

While your computer's crashin', mine's multitaskin' 

It does all my work without me even askin' 

Got a flat-screen monitor forty inches wide wide 

I believe that your says 'Etch-A-Sketch' on the side 

In a 32-bit world, you're a 2-bit user 

You've got your own newsgroup, 'Alt.total-loser' 

Your motherboard melts when you try to send a fax 

Where'd you get your CPU, in a box of Cracker Jacks? 

Play me online? Well, you know that I'll beat you 

If I ever meet you I'll control-alt-delete you 

It's all about the Pentiums, baby 

It's all about the Pentiums, baby 

It's all about the Pentiums, baby 

It's all about the Pentiums, baby 

What y'all wanna do? 

Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers 

Wastin' time with all the chat room yakkers 

9 to 5, chillin' at Hewlett Packard 

What? 

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