Текст песни Papa Roach - Hollywood Whore (Live)

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Hollywood whore passed out on the floor I'm sorry but the party's over Cocain 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 Oh what a Role Model Throwing 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 in the showbiz You're so lame You're such a bore I wanna kick your teeth in Plastic smile to match your style We can tell you got a face lift You're so vain, oh so vile You're 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! Ha! Ha! Ha! Don't let the door hit ya where the good looks split ya hunny! Ha! Ha! Ha!

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