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Were are the crowd We’re c-comin’ out Got my flash on, its true Need that picture of you It 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 light 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 Real good, we dance in the studio Snap snap, to that shit on the radio Don’t stop for anyone We’re plastic, but we still have fun
