Please tell me which song to copy
cause I can't seem to make my own
I’ll just make a copy of Rubinoos
Probably cause I can’t really sing
I just lip synched, someone else sang it
that’s why I always sound worse life
Never wrote my own song
just add a word here or there
I only have five thousand words that I know
Made my money by stealing tunes
posing topless for magazines
All in my life in, Hollywood

You know I always stay up to go clubbing
And I drink to myself
top of billboard’s where I belong
platinums, grammies, the works

Can't help if I say fuck a lot
My voice tune off don’t sound like me
I may go off and want to kick your ass
In this head I don’t think much
just which boyfriend to steal from you
Won’t someone go and say something kick avril out of my World

I never spend less than an hour
preening myself in the mirror
It always takes five hours to make highlights
So I'll take it to the photoshop
erasing all my zits away
There's nothing else better to do anyway

When I’m always there singing songs in the studio
or making bad news headlines
On and on I’m getting too stuck up
I'm the best damn thing in this world

Chorus

go to club
pose in front
Party up,
with attitude
I’ll get caught
being explicit there

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