Lyrics

This really isn't in TK's wheelhouse so I don't know if I'll send to Nigel or not. My first solo jingle sans ukulele (i.e. saxophone)
Set to "Royals" by Lorde:

He’s never actually typed a text;
He never does stay ‘til the end of the movie;
And he loves a good sweater vest;
And he might throw things, like coffee creamer,
But everyday we tune in wondering who will he be crushing?
Kevin with the forecast, Goddess has him blushing,
We don’t care, he buys Cadillacs with straight cash.
And everybody likes PTI previews, Hornaday reviews;
Old Guy, Bob Ryan, and finally the mailbag.
Here it comes, what’s Nigel gonna pick today?

And we’ll always be loyal (loyal),
Littles of the TK show.
This kind of show is just for us;
We crave a different kinda buzz.
Could he be cooler, cooler?
Can’t everybody be?
But we think he rules, he rules!
So read those notes, Tony.