Paris Hilton
Why does this always feel like a wind up
You can't make your mind up
I wish you could
I really, really wish that you would
So I know where I'm stood

I called up Paris cause
She wishes that she was
But she doesn't need peroxide or fake tan
To make her better because
Even without the makeup
You'll just cause a shake-up
Darling you look better without anything on

I wish that you could find
A solution to ease the mind
That you hate searching in your spare time

And if you want to, fine
I wouldn't be so inclined
To keep writing you these rhymes oh

Chorus

(This is not a love song)
Cause I'm in 21st century mode
And I'll explode if I hear a fake emo
(It's a love song)
Well I was just about to say
You don't love me anyway, go retaliate
With the sound of the underground
But the sound of the underground
And I don't mean, your area's local scene
That doesn't have anything to do with what I mean
But one day you'll see

That if you want to, fine
I wouldn't be so inclined
To keep wasting all my time on

Chorus

She's a rich miss, loves to b*tch
Diry looks and glam and glitz
One kiss, hit or miss
She's far from promiscuous
Girls hiss, cause this girl doesn't have to serve
To make her hotter than Paris
Hotter than Paris please
This woman has me on my knees
X2

Singin'
Paris Hilton, why does this always feel like a x4

Chorus x2