Batman Karaoke: Continued! Chapter 2, a batman fanfic

A/N: Here's the second chapter. Sorry it's been so long, but I was having trouble finding the perfect song for Jason. I need some more song requests, though, so if you have any ideas at all, please leave them in a review.

And, just a quick shoutout, thank you so much to everyone who has reviewed any of my stories! IT is so encouraging to me to see that you guys enjoy these!

Me: Yeah, let's have some singing!

Tim: Let's not and say we did.

Me: Aw Timmy, you're no fun.

Damian: Drake is never amusing. He is an annoying prat.

Tim: *whispering to Jason* Look who's talking.

Jason: *snickering* The king prat his f****** self.

Me: Excuse me, but if you two are done flirting-

Tim & Jason: WHAT!

Me: -then maybe we can move on. Tim, you're singing.

Tim: Let's get it over with.

Hey, Soul Sister by Train

Heeey heeeey heeeeey

Your lipstick stains on the front lobe of my left side brain

I knew I wouldn't forget you

And so I went and let you blow my mind

Your sweet moonbeam

The smell of you in every single dream I dream

I knew when we collided you're the one I have decided

Who's one of my kind

Hey soul sister, ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo

The way you move ain't fair you know

Hey soul sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you do tonight

Heeey heeeey heeeey

Just in time, I'm so glad you have a one track mind like me

You gave my life direction

A game show love connection, we can't deny

I'm so obsessed

My heart is bound to beat right out my untrimmed chest

I believe in you, like a virgin, you're Madonna

And I'm always gonna wanna blow your mind

Hey soul sister, ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo

The way you move ain't fair you know

Hey soul sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you do tonight

The way you can cut a rug

Watching you is the only drug I need

So gangster, I'm so thug

You're the only one I'm dreaming of

You see I can be myself now finally

In fact there's nothing I can't be

I want the world to see you being with me

Hey soul sister, ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo

The way you move ain't fair you know

Hey soul sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you do tonight

Heeey heeeey heeeeey (tonight)

Me: YAHOO!

Jason: What the f***?

Me: Sorry. Calming down. *takes a deep breath* Yeah that's not happening.

Bruce: I know that I'm going to regret saying this, but can the next person please just sing?

Me: What a great idea! Bruce, get up there!

Bruce: I knew I would regret saying that.

Mr. Policeman by Brad Paisley

Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman

Bet I can drive faster'n you can

C'mon hoss lets have some fun

Go on shoot me with a radar gun

You look bored and I sure am

Catch me if you can

Hey hey Mr. policeman

I got a 75 firebird trans am

With a 455 up under the hood

Me and my brother got it running good

Wake up behind them ol' RayBans

Catch me if you can

Go on turn on your blue lights (so pretty!)

You know you want to I just flew by

I can see you peelin' out

Hows my dust taste in your mouth?

C'mon smokey its time to race

Lets have us a high speed chase

Well hey hey Mr. policeman

Chopper in the air and a couple of swat vans

That's not fair they're blocking the

road

Now where am I supposed to go?

Time to use my backup plan

Catch me if you can

Hey hey Mr. policeman

Bet I can run faster'n you can

With your big pot belly

And your cowboy boots,

100 bucks says you won't shoot

I know these woods like the back of my hand

Come on catch me if you can

Go on turn on your spotlight (so shiny!)

I got running shoes and I'm younger than you

And I got all night

There's no way you're keeping up with me

Just go on back to the Krispy Kreme

If you wanna quit I understand

Catch me if you can

Hey hey Mr. policeman

I said hey hey Mr. policeman

I'm in the jail house now

They told me once or twice

Son, please respect my authority

I'm in the jail house now

Me: Never knew you were such a bad boy, Brucie!

Bruce: I told not to call me that.

Me: I know. I ignored you.

Jason: *to Tim* Hadn't f***** noticed.

Me: Ehem. Both of you. Mouths. Shut. Now. Damian, you're up.

Damian: This is ridiculous.

Take It Off by Ke$ha

There's a place downtown where the freaks all come around

It's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all

When the dark of the night

Comes around that's the time

That the animal comes alive

Looking for something wild

N-now we lookin' like pimps in my gold Trans-Am

Got a water bottle full of whiskey in my handbag

Got my drunk text on, I'll regret it in the mornin'

But tonight, I don't give a, I don't give a, I don't give a

There's a place downtown where the freaks all come around

It's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all

And they turn me on, when they take it off

When they take it off, everybody take it off

There's a place I know if you're looking for a show

Where they go hardcore and there's glitter on the floor

And they turn me on, when they take it off

When they take it off, everybody take it off

Lose your mind, lose it now

Lose your clothes in the crowd

We're delirious, tear it down

'Til the sun comes back around

Now we're getting so smashed knocking over trash cans

E'erbody breaking bottles it's a filthy hot mess

Gonna get faded, I'm not the designated driver

So I don't give a, I don't give a, I don't give a

There's a place downtown where the freaks all come around

It's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all

And they turn me on, when they take it off

When they take it off, everybody take it off

There's a place I know if you're looking for a show

Where they go hardcore and there's glitter on the floor

And they turn me on, when they take it off

When they take it off, everybody take it off

Oh, oh, oh

Everybody take it off

Oh, oh, oh

Everybody take it off

Right now, take it off

Everybody take it off

There's a place downtown where the freaks all come around

It's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all

And they turn me on, when they take it off

When they take it off, everybody take it off

There's a place I know if you're looking for a show

Where they go hardcore and there's glitter on the floor

And they turn me on, when they take it off

When they take it off, everybody take it off

Damian: That was demoralizing.

Me: Oh stop it with the fancy talk, Mr. Pratty.

Jason: *to Dick* I'm starting to like her.

Me: That's it! Jason, get your a** up there!

Jason: *to Dick again* I take it back.

Like You by Evanecence

Stay low

Soft, dark, and dreamless

Far beneath my nightmares and loneliness

I hate me

For breathing without you

I don't want to feel anymore for you

Grieving for you

I'm not grieving for you

Nothing real love can't undo

And though I may have lost my way

All paths lead straight to you

I long to be like you

Lie cold in the ground like you

Halo

Blinding wall between us

Melt away and leave us alone again

The humming, haunted somewhere out there

I believe our love can see us through in death

I long to be like you

Lie cold in the ground like you

There's room inside for two and I'm not grieving for you

I'm coming for you

You're not alone

No matter what they told you, you're not alone

I'll be right beside you forevermore

I long to be like you

Lie cold in the ground like you did

There's room inside for two and I'm not grieving for you

And as we lay in silent bliss

I know you remember me

I long to be like you

Lie cold in the ground like you

There's room inside for two and I'm not grieving for you

I'm coming for you

Jason: Don't. Speak. About. The song.

Me: I wasn't going to. I just…

Dick: Didn't know you could get that high, Jay.

Me: What he said.

Damian: If you ask me it is demasculinating.

Me: Well no one asked you.

Damian: *huffs indignantly* B****

Bruce: Damian watch your language.

Me: Okay, we have a request for Dickie-bird!

S&M by Rihanna requested by Stevie.x

Na na na na na

Come on

Na na na na na

Come on

Na na na na na

Come on

Na na na

Come on, come on, come on

Na na na na

Come on

Na na na

Come on

Na na na na na

Come on

Na na na

Come on, come on, come on

Na na na na na

Feels so good being bad (Oh oh oh oh oh)

There's no way I'm turning back (Oh oh oh oh oh)

Now the pain is my pleasure 'cause nothing could measure (Oh oh oh oh oh)

Love is great, love is fine (Oh oh oh oh oh)

Out the box, outta line (Oh oh oh oh oh)

The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (Oh oh oh oh oh)

'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it

Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But chains and whips excite me

'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it

Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But chains and whips excite me

Na na na

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it (Na na na)

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it

Love is great, love is fine (Oh oh oh oh oh)

Out the box, outta line (Oh oh oh oh oh)

The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (Oh oh oh oh oh)

'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it

Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But chains and whips excite me

Na na na

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it (Na na na)

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it

S-S-S & M-M-M

Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me

oh, you turn me on

It's exactly what I've been yearning for, give it to me strong

And meet me in my boudoir, make my body say ah ah ah

I like it-like it

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it

Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But chains and whips excite me

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it

Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But chains and whips excite me

Na na na

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it (Na na na)

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it

S-S-S & M-M-M

Dick: Why do I get all the songs about sex?

Me: I don't know. Jason's my dreamboat.

Jason: What?

Me: Uh, nothing! Anyway, please review! Bye for now!