Single $1
Album $7
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,046
Peak in subgenre #20
Author
Emma Sweeney
Rights
2007
Uploaded
February 21, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:44
Lyrics
Celebrity obsession...
It doesn't matter if you got a slice of talent
Because they only want you if you're messed up
It helps to be Daddy's Little Princess
An hotel heiress, American child star
If you don't have the look and you don't fit the mould
You can't be something that you're not just for the money
Let me tell you what I learned up 'til now
It's all about the one that you date, that you're cheating on
(You ain't going nowhere sailing down the mainstream)
The drugs that you take, anorexia they feed upon
(Nobody wants you if you won't make a fool of yourself)
Reality shows, cocaine up your nose
(Come over here, just shut your mouth)
Private videos...where can I get those clothes?
(We don't want opinions, we just want someone to talk about)
Don't worry about it if they catch you doing something
Because they really love it when you mess up
It helps to be tweakin' in the morning
Perezalicious, half-hearted Wino
Don't bother learning your craft - that's a fact
If it wasn't so pathetic it would be some kind of funny
Let me tell you what I learned up 'til now
It's all about the one that you date, that you're cheating on
(You ain't going nowhere sailing down the mainstream)
The drugs that you take, anorexia they feed upon
(Nobody wants you if you won't make a fool of yourself)
Reality shows, cocaine up your nose
(Come over here, just shut your mouth)
Private videos...where can I get those clothes?
(We don't want opinions, we just want someone to talk about)
Overdose...miss the gig...man, I think I'm pregnant
Did you call OK? Let's have a happy ending
Say cheese, pretty please, it's the paparazzi
I quit my girl band - new perfume out next week!
Who's that man on my step? He says he knows me
Did we have a thing? Did he get any photos of me?
I can't move my face! I can't move my face!
Oh my goodness, my fillets just won't stay in place
I bet you wish you looked half as good as me
I bet you wish you were a celebrity
It doesn't matter if you got a slice of talent
Because they only want you if you're messed up
It helps to be married to a footballer
Breast augmentation, comedian's daughter
If you don't have the look and you don't fit the mould
You can't be something that you're not just for the money
Let me tell you what I learned up 'til now
It's all about the one that you date, that you're cheating on
(You ain't going nowhere sailing down the mainstream)
The drugs that you take, anorexia they feed upon
(Nobody wants you if you won't make a fool of yourself)
Reality shows, cocaine up your nose
(Come over here, just shut your mouth)
Private videos...where can I get those clothes?
(We don't want opinions, we just want someone to talk about)
