Thursday, August 13, 2009

Last Song Syndrome for W33

Paparazzi
By: Lady Gaga

we are the crowd, we're c-coming outgot
my flash on it's true, need that picture of you
it's so magical, we'd be so fantastico
leather and jeans, garage glamorous
not sure what it means but this photo of us it don't have a price
ready for those flashing lights'
cause you know that baby I

I'm your biggest fan
I'll follow you until you love me,
papa-paparazzi
baby, there's no other superstar
you know that I'll be your papa-paparazzi
promise I'll be kind, but I won't stop until that boy is mine
baby you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me papa-paparazzi

I'll be your girl backstage at your show
velvet ropes and guitars, yeah 'cause you're my rockstar
in between the sets, eyeliner and cigarettes
shadow is burnt, yellow dance and we turn my lashes are dry,
purple teardrops I cry it don't have a price,
loving you is cherry pie'
cause you know that baby I

I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me,
papa-paparazzibaby there's no other superstar
you know that I'll be your papa-paparazzi
promise I'll be kind but I won't stop until that boy is mine
baby you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
papa-paparazzi

real good, we dance in the studio
snap snap, to that shit on the radio
don't stop for anyonewe're plastic but we still have fun

I'm your biggest fan
I'll follow you until you love me,
papa-paparazzi
baby there's no other superstar
you know that I'll be your papa-paparazzi
promise I'll be kind but I won't stop until that boy is mine
baby you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me papa-paparazzi

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