Hollywood whore, passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the partys 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
Throwing 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
If 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 facelift
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
If she's going down
I'm sorry but the party's over now
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 that 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 that 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 (hahahaha)
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