Paparazzi
I'm tired of being chased all the time, You got to come along and have a drink with lime
You are all the same that bothers everyone, With your stupid lines and your dirty little lies
So come on in and I'll show you something, Behind the door and all the way in
I'll give you the moment the pleasure you need, And I'll give you something about you can think
And I can be your dream, So get down on your knees
Oh Yeah!
So here he are at the interview set, And all you want is a picture in a frame
You can sell your mothers soul I bet, Even then you still don't feel no shame
You want the pictures of me nude, Then you can't come around as a dude
So stop the clicks and follow my ride, I'll give you everything and a time of your life
And I can be your dream, So get down on your knees
Lyrics and music by Robert Damasdi
