We fell in love with Princess Di in '82
The press was fast at graphing everything she'd do
They tracked her everywhere from here to Timbuktu
Oh-a oh
They took the photos, no respect for privacy
Using the latest in Zoom lens technology,
And then they chased her through the streets of gay Paris
Oh-a oh
They act like children
Oh-a oh
Someone should tell them
Media killed the royalty star
Media crashed the royalty's car
The Papparazzi go to far
Oh-a-a-a oh
I'm in the checkout line, it's moving rather slow
I glance around and see the tabloids down below
Those slimy bastards, they'll never get my dough
Oh-a oh
They are the worst scum
Oh-a oh
You shouldn't buy them
Media killed the royalty star
Media crashed the royalty's car
The Princess' death has broke our hearts
The Papparazzi went too far
It's time to stop harassing stars,
And drunken chauffeurs shouldn't be driving their cars
Too far they know who they are
Too far you know who you are
repeat
Media killed the royalty star (You know who you are)