Holywood Whore
Papa Roach
Intro : Hollywood whore Passed out on the floor I'm sorry but the party's over Instrumental : (x2) 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 Throwin a fit makin 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 Is she's going down I'm sorry but the party's over now Awake by noon drunk by four Sucked up in the show biz You're so lame you're such a bore I wanna kick your teeth in Plastic smile to match your style We can tell ya got a face lift You're so vain oh so foul Become anumber 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 Is 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 (Reprendre l'intro) The talk of the town Is she's going down I'm sorry but the party's over 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 Is she's going down I'm sorry but the party's over now WAKE UP ! The party's over WAKE UP ! The party's over (Repeat) (x2) HAHAHAHA Don't let the door hit ya Where the good lord split ya honey HAHAHAHAHAHA