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04-06-2009, 06:32 AM
Hollywood Wh*** - Papa Roach
Hollywood Wh***
Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over
Cocaine nose
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, makin a scene
Like no tomorrow
Hollywood Wh***
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 goin down
I'm sorry but the party's over now
Awake by noon, drunk by four
Sucked up in the show biz
You're so lame, you're such a bore
I wanna kick your teeth in
Plastic smile to match your style
We can tell ya got a face lift
You're so vain, oh so foul
Become a number one hit
Hollywood Wh***
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 goin 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 goin' insane
She'll never survive without the money and fame
It's all going down the drain
Hollywood Wh***
Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over
The talk of the town
Is she's goin' down
I'm sorry but the party's over
Hollywood Wh***
Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over
The talk of the town
Is she's goin' 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
HAHAHAHA!
Don't let the door hit ya
Where the good lord split ya, honey!
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...
Tool
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