Harold: You might think I know it all And maybe I'm headin' for a fall I'm just that braniac guy Left alone to sit and cry: Honey I have some questions for you first Girl Take some time to school me Quench my thirst for knowledge 'cause, Gosh I just gotta know How'd you get so hot? Trent and Justin: Baby Harold: You're so smokin' hot Trent and Justin: Baby Harold: My physics know how ain't gotta hope I'm explaining why your butt's so dope You bend my space time continuum Then you shake what your mama gave you-em I don't even hardly know my name. 'cause when you walk in the room Nobody lookin' the same. Trent: Baby! Justin: Baby! Harold: Baby! (beat boxes) Geoff: You think we might need to get some security out here? Blainley: Marry me Justin! Harold: All right. I demand a scientific investigation Of whether you're even from the human nation I swear you're changing my molecular structure With all your sexy ions You make my heart rupture!