"Hollywood whore
passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over
Cocaine nose, 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
Or won her own medal?
Thowing a fit
Making 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
And she's going down
I'm sorry but the party's over now
Awake by noon, drunk by four
Sucked up into showbiz
Your so lame
Your such a bore
I wanna kick your teeth in
Plastic smile to match your style
We can tell you got a face lift
Your so vain, oh so vile
Your a number 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
And she's going down
I'm sorry but the partys over
The cameras all gone
And nobody screams
She couldn't survive her 15 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
Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over
The talk of the town
And she's going down
I'm sorry but the partys over!
Hollywood whore passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over
The talk of the town and she's going down
I'm sorry but the party's over
Wake up!
The party's over
Wake up!
The party's over
Wake Up!
The party's over
Wake Up!
The party's over now!"
hahahaha
Don't let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya honey
hahahahahaha
compositores: Jacoby Shaddix,Jerry Horton,Tobin Esperance
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