Fighting the manufactured teen pop star(part 1)

Miley Cyrus is evil. So are the Backstreet Boys, Mandy Moore, Hilary Duff, and Boyzone. Do I have to spell out my opinion of the Jonas Brothers? All these performers had their success handed to them. They were not picked for talent, they were picked for looks. They were not hired to make music, they were hired to have their faces put on merchandise. Their songs were written to both appeal to tweens and to meet the approval of said tweens' parents. I blame them for the increasingly bad music being written by the bands and singers who aren't put together by executives.

Think of it. A good portion of the tween and early teen population are growing up listening to these songs. They think these songs are good. They like the lyrics. So that means, when they start a band with their friends, or write a song, they are influenced by these bands. And because all their peers like that sort of song, they are more likely to become widely successful, because they will sell.

So, I have started a project. I am writing a parody of the teenage love song. We know it well. I'm not popular but you are, I'll love you forever(despite the fact that I just met you and have no idea where I'm going to college, let alone if I'll even be in touch with you in 3 years, some adult love songs are guilty of this line too), you don't like me, you laugh at me, but I still think you're great anyways, etc. I have a very rough draft of the lyrics, just jotted down, which I will post here. Feedback would be appreciated, if there are any suggestions that come to mind, feel free to share. My goal is to work out a  melody which not only will be highly reminiscent of the annoying pop songs we hear all the time on the radio, but to work out how such a melody would work for the instrumentation of the band I'm currently in(piano, violin, acoustic guitar/mandolin, marimba/vibraphones, cello/vocals). As I get more work done on it, I will post more.

And here are the lyrics:

I'm standing in the corner of the room

Hoping Jimmy's parents don't come home

I see you there looking pretty cute

Maybe if you drink enough you'll make out with me

You're walking out

I want to ask you to stay

I know I'm not the best you can do

I can't buy you an iPhone

But call me anyway

I know that we're in different cliques in school

And I know that you don't find me cool

But baby imagine what we could be

With your looks we're guaranteed prom king and queen

You're walking out

I want to ask you to stay

I know I'm not the best you can do

I can't buy you an iPhone

But call me anyway

I'm hoping for a chance

I'm hoping for your glance

So I'm writing you this love song

Even though it doesn't mean a thing

Honestly I just want a fling with you

So honey I promise this to you

I'll write bad poetry for you and

Show up everywhere you go

Until the next hot girl I see

Comes over here and says she'll go out with me

You're walking out

I want to ask you to stay

I know I'm not the best you can do

I can't buy you an iPhone

But call me anyway