Paris Hilton's Closet lyrics
My best friend Sarah went to Europe for the summer
My brother got kicked out of school, aw bummer
Julie Anne got laid in the backseat of a hummer
And got arrested like Mel Gibson
I read in the trades
That the N'synch boy is, now way

But I threw up in Paris Hilton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it
When I woke up the first thing that I though of
Was, oh my Kesha, those hot Jimmy Choos
Hey Paris, did I lose it on that pair too?

Celebutants work in the glamourazzi
Should have sold the story
To the tabloids, took the money
Takes a lot to get kicked out of this party
And almost get arrested, like Mel Gibson
I don't recall at all
But I got like fifty phone calls, Oh my God

When I threw up in Paris Hilton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it
When I woke up the first thing that I though of
Was, oh no no Kesha, those hot Gucci shoes
What did you do?, Did I lose it on that pair too?

Oh, of all the stupid things I've done
I'm the proudest of this bra
But this one's the best

I threw up in Paris Hilton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it
When I woke up the first thing that I though of
Was, oh my Kesha, those hot Jimmy Choos

And those Minolos and pradas
Chloes and your sparkly dresses
Hey Paris, I saw the same stuff at Target
Hey Paris, what ya gonna do
What ya gonna do, what ya gonna do
I totally lost it, la la la
Oh boy I've lost it, la la la
Paris Hilton's closet

I threw up in Paris Hilton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it
When I woke up threw up in Paris Hilton's closet
I got drunk and totally lost it
Tra la la, tra la la la la la

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