Kesha - Paris Hilton's Closet
My best friend Sarah went to Europe for the summer
My brother got kicked out of school, aw, bummer
Julian got laid in the back seat of a hummer
And got arrested, like Mel Gibson
I read in the trades that the NYSNC boy is
No way
I threw up in Paris Hilton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it
When I woke up, the first thing that I thought of was: oh my, Kesha
Those hot Jimmy Choos, hey Paris, did I lose it on that pair too
Celebutons work in the glamarazzi
Should've told my story to the tabloids, took the money
Takes a lot to get kicked out of these parties
And almost get arrested, like Mel Gibson
I don't recall at all that I got like fifty phone calls
Oh, my god, is that true I threw up in Pairs Hilton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it
When I woke up, the first thing that I thought of was: oh no, no Kesha
With those hot Gucci shoes, hey Paris, did I lose it on that pair too, oh
Of all the stupid things I've done
I'm the proudest of this bra
But this one's the best
I threw up in Paris Hinton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it
When I woke up, the first thing that I thought of was: oh my, Kesha
With those hot Jimmy shoes and those Manolos and Pradas and
Chloes and your sparkly dresses, hey Paris!
I saw the same stuff at target
Hey Paris, what you gonna do
What you gonna do
What you gonna do
I totally lost it, la la la la
You're not fooling me anymore
I saw the tag
I saw the tag
I threw up in Paris Hinton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it and
I threw up in Paris Hinton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it
Tra la la
Tra la la la la
My brother got kicked out of school, aw, bummer
Julian got laid in the back seat of a hummer
And got arrested, like Mel Gibson
I read in the trades that the NYSNC boy is
No way
I threw up in Paris Hilton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it
When I woke up, the first thing that I thought of was: oh my, Kesha
Those hot Jimmy Choos, hey Paris, did I lose it on that pair too
Celebutons work in the glamarazzi
Should've told my story to the tabloids, took the money
Takes a lot to get kicked out of these parties
And almost get arrested, like Mel Gibson
I don't recall at all that I got like fifty phone calls
Oh, my god, is that true I threw up in Pairs Hilton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it
When I woke up, the first thing that I thought of was: oh no, no Kesha
With those hot Gucci shoes, hey Paris, did I lose it on that pair too, oh
Of all the stupid things I've done
I'm the proudest of this bra
But this one's the best
I threw up in Paris Hinton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it
When I woke up, the first thing that I thought of was: oh my, Kesha
With those hot Jimmy shoes and those Manolos and Pradas and
Chloes and your sparkly dresses, hey Paris!
I saw the same stuff at target
Hey Paris, what you gonna do
What you gonna do
What you gonna do
I totally lost it, la la la la
You're not fooling me anymore
I saw the tag
I saw the tag
I threw up in Paris Hinton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it and
I threw up in Paris Hinton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it
Tra la la
Tra la la la la
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