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Hollywood whore passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over Cocaine knows and trendy clothes gotta send her to rehab She found out, she's got no soul but it really doesn't bother her White trash queen american dream oh, what a role model Throwin a fit, making a scene like no tomorrow Hollywood whore passed out on the floor Can't take it no more I'm sorry, but the party's over The talk of the town is she's going down I'm sorry but the party's over now Awake by noon, drunk by four sucked up in the showbiz You're so lame, you're such a bore I wanna kick your teeth in Plastic smile to match your style we can tell you got a face lift You're so vain, oh so vile You're a number one hit Hollywood whore passed out on the floor Can't take it no more I'm sorry, but the party's over The talk of the town is she's going down I'm sorry but the party's over The cameras are gone and nobody screams She couldn't survive her fifteen minutes of fame Her friends are all gone she's going insane She'll never survive without the money and fame It's all going down the drain Hollywood whore passed out on the floor I'm sorry but the party's over The talk of the town is she's going down I'm sorry but the party's over Hollywood whore passed out on the floor I'm sorry, but the party's over The talk of the town is she's going down I'm sorry but the party's over Wake up, the party's over Wake up, the party's over Wake up, the party's over Wake up, the party's over now [hahaha] Don't let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya hunny [hahaha] |
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