People Magazine Report
paris hilton and her trillions.her men in the millions.you must be worn out from all the clubbing.you must be torn out from all the body rubbing.you ride in a limo and give reporters panty shots.i used to want to meet you with all i got.now i dont know about L.A.its so far away, just like dreams that seem to say, its too late to go and play.
poem by Chris Bowen
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Locks Of Hair
rabbit said i gotta have it.laugh it true, brett micheals do, a hair appointment inside of you.motley crue, your so fake, you couldnt pirate the great lakes.britney spears get over here.how many men do you hold dear? how many tickets have you punched? i never received dont give me one.paris hilton you are worse, your dew limo now a hearse.drew barrymore dont introduce, she just wants a republican truce.
poem by Chris Bowen
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First I wanted to be a veterinarian. And then I realized you had to give them shots to put them to sleep, so I decided I'd just buy a bunch of animals and have them in my house instead.
quote by Paris Hilton
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American Skin
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots, and we'll take that ride
Across this bloody river to the other side
41 shots, they cut through the night
You're kneeling over his body in the vestibule
Praying for his life
Is it a gun?
Is it a knife?
Is it a wallet?
This is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
Ain't no secret my friend
You can get killed just for living in your american skin
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots, lena gets her son ready for school
She says now on these streets charles
You got to understand the rules
Promise me if an officer stops you'll always be polite
Never ever run away and promise mama you'll keep your hands in sight
Cause is it a gun?
Is it a knife?
Is it a wallet?
This is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living in your american skin
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
Is it a gun?
Is it a knife?
Is it a wallet?
This is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
41 shots and we'll take that ride
Across this bloody river to the other side
41 shots my boots caked in mud
We're baptized in these waters and in each other's blood
Is it a gun?
Is it a knife?
Is it a wallet?
This is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living in
You can get killed just for living in
You can get killed just for living in
Your american skin
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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I Met a Celebrity
My family went to Hollywood.
There were plenty of things to do.
I decided on that trip
To make one of my dreams come true.
It was hot outside,
But I was looking cool,
Sitting in a chair
Right beside the pool.
I wanted to meet a big star.
It couldn't hurt to try.
I'd give that star my best smile
And charmingly say, 'Hi.'
Maybe the star would like me.
I'd become that star's best friend.
We'd go on star adventures.
The fun would never end.
We might travel by limo
Or fly in a private jet.
Maybe we'd sail on a yacht.
That would be better yet.
Don't bother to fuel the jet
Or look for the limo keys.
I did meet a star by the pool,
That star was Chuck E. Cheese.
poem by Bruce Larkin
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Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.
quote by Oprah Winfrey
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I don't want to be known as the Hilton heiress, because I didn't do anything for that.
quote by Paris Hilton
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American Skin (41 Shots)
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots....
and we'll take that ride
'cross this bloody river
to the other side
41 shots... cut through the night
You're kneeling over his body in the vestibule
Praying for his life
Is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it a wallet, this is your life
It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living
In your American skin
41 shots
Lena gets her son ready for school
She says "on these streets, Charles
You've got to understand the rules
If an officer stops you
Promise you'll always be polite,
that you'll never ever run away
Promise Mama you'll keep your hands in sight"
Is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it a wallet, this is your life
It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living
In your American skin
Is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it in your heart, is it in your eyes
It ain't no secret
41 shots... and we'll take that ride
'Cross this bloody river
To the other side
41 shots... got my boots caked in this mud
We're baptized in these waters and in each other's blood
Is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it a wallet, this is your life
It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living
In your American skin
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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One night stands are not for me. I think it's gross when you just give it up.
quote by Paris Hilton
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It's been my dream to have four babies by 30. I look after animals, so I'd have a lot to give my kids.
quote by Paris Hilton
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Rocknroll / Nightclubbing
Lyrics reproduced from holiday 80 - japanese 12
(as interpreted by virgin records japan)
(accuracy is not guaranteed)
Rocknroll, rock, rocknroll
Rocknroll, rock, rocknroll
Do you still recall in the juke box hall when the music played
And the world span around to a brand new sound of those far off days
In their blue suede shoes they would scream and shout
And theyd sing the blues, let it all hang out
Rocknroll - hey! - rocknroll
A rocknroll - hey! - rocknroll
Rocknroll - hey! - rocknroll
Rocknroll, rock, rocknroll
A rocknroll, rock
Took the queen of bop to the high school hop, dancing to the beat
With a u.s. male and her pony tail, well she looked so sweet
Times are changing fast but we wont forget, though that age is past, well be rockin yet
Rocknroll - hey! - rocknroll
A rocknroll - hey! - rocknroll
Rocknroll - hey! - rocknroll
Rocknroll, rock, rocknroll
A rocknroll, rock
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
(repeat again and again and again and again and again and again)
Do you still recall in the juke box hall when the music played
And the world span around to a brand new sound of those far off days
Times are changing fast but we wont forget
Though that age is past, well be rockin yet
Rocknroll - hey! - rocknroll
A rocknroll - hey! - rocknroll
Rocknroll - hey! - rocknroll
Rocknroll, rock, rocknroll
A rocknroll, rock
Night clubbing, were night clubbing
Were whats happening
Night clubbing, were night clubbing
Were on this machine
We meet people, brand new people
Theyre something to see when youre
Night clubbing, were night clubbing
Oh, well soon make love
Night clubbing, were night clubbing
Were walking through town
Night clubbing, were night clubbing
We rock like a ghost
We learn dances, brand new dances
Like the nuclear bomb, when were
Night clubbing, the right, white clubbing
Oh, well soon make love
song performed by by Human League
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The professionalism of wire service reporters is constantly being tested because reporters know that if they're late or sloppy on a story, it will show up because the competition is likely to be not late and not sloppy.
quote by Bob Greene
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Missed You
(stewart)
Hey pal, let me lean on you and talk awhile
Your planes been delayed by the rain
Or something
I wouldnt even fly away
If I had one good reason to stay
But you said
If you dont need my love
Im gonna find someone who does
And Im not hanging around
This old heart is far to proud
She got tired of me
Staying out late everynight
Id fall up the stair
Thought shed always be there
But suddenly Im alone
And Im not accustomed to sleeping alone
She said if you dont need my love
Im gonna find someone who does
Youve stripped me of everything
And youve torn down all my dreams
Its been two long weeks
Since shes been gone
Thought I had her in the palm of my hands
She said Im through, dont try to call me
Cause you wont even find me
Cause if you dont need my love
Im going to find someone who does
And the heartache youve give me
Youll get it back just wait and see
Well, well, well, well
Id give anything to hold her in my bed again
I just wanna feel her breath on my back
She said my blood cant give her love
No way
She said if you dont need my love
Im gonna find someone who does
And Im gonna take our child
Cause I dont want him running wild
Hey pal, I think they just called out your flight
Put down your glass dont forget your boarding pass
And if your looking or you found love
Or sunshine thats enough
Dont play hard to get
Cause that aint where its at
Give her all your love
Place her high above
I missed you baby
I missed you baby
Yea I missed
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Shots
Shots
Ringing all along the borders can be heard
Striking out like a venom in the sky
Cutting through the air faster than a bird
In the night.
Children
Are lost in the sand, building roads with little hands
Trying to join their fathers castles together again
Will they make it? who knows where or when
Old wounds will mend?
Machines
Are winding their way along, looking strong
Building roads and bringing back loads and loads
Of building materials
In the night
Men
Are trying to move the borders on the ground
Lines between the different spots that each has found
But back home another scene was going down
In the night.
Lust
Comes creepin through the night to feed on hearts
Of suburban wives who learned to pretend
When they met their dreams end
In the night.
Shots
I hear shots, I keep hearing shots
I keep hearing shots
I hear shots.
Shots
I hear shots, I keep hearing shots
I keep hearing shots
I hear shots.
But Ill never use your love,
You know Im not that kind
And so if you give your heart away
I promise to you
Whatever we do
That I will always be true.
song performed by by Neil Young
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I don't want to be known as the granddaughter of the Hiltons. I want to be known as Paris.
quote by Paris Hilton
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Body Langauge
Give me, body - give me - body - body -
Give me your body
Dont talk, baby dont talk
Body language
Give me your body
Just give me your body
Give me your body
Dont talk
Body language
You got red lips
Snakes in your eyes
Long legs, great thighs
Youve got the cutest ass Ive ever seen
Knock me down for a six anytime
Look at me - I gotta case of body language
Body language - body language - yeah
Sexy body, sexy, sexy body
I want yoyr body
Baby youre hot
Body language
song performed by by Queen
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Dirt Filled Curtains
the pain of art darkens.an angel harkens.a killer picks his choices.he still hears their voices.they say play in the field, the killing field, always was the deal.a silly green balloon filled with air of doom.to dragoons, dont bemoan the fact that you lack tact.you can have paris hilton back.she lacks the act of acts, my favorite bible book, in fact.be in the morning dew cause im after you.after two are murdered i wont hurt her mama, i got bills to pay, love obama.the stretcher carried the body, she was a naughty hottie, now the lot where she was found is shaded down, her case lay in the ground.
poem by Chris Bowen
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Fearing a Slip of a Greatness Sipped
Trillions they owe.
Trillions are owed to them.
And still they encourage everyone,
To spend spend spend.
A tragedy born of plastic.
With a dramatic loss of elasticity.
Strained by concepts and poor decisions.
This has created an overwhelming deformity.
Even turnips have been sucked,
Of the blood they bleed.
Not millions or billons but trillions they owe.
Indebted to the flow of greed.
With a selfish need bestowed.
And fearing a slip of a greatness sipped,
A diminishing surrounds and grows!
Down from the top the drifting is real quick.
But a slickness of deceit...
Has been removed their grip!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shes Not The Same
Ah the living aint easy
With all of these false emotions
Too little devotion
And Im tired of just
Being alone, shes just not the same
Shes a son of a gun, shes a red hot flame
She lights the sun and conjures up the rain
Like any good gambler
I was chained to a wishing well
I keep wishing in vain
But listen friend
Dont look now, shes right behind you
Looking for someone to take her inside
It thrills her so, its a rainbow ride
Im a little uneasy
And there aint much pride inside me
She dont know how it hurts
And Im telling you
Its too late now, shes not the same
Shes a red hot kid, shes a crying shame
Anytime is the right time
To get on with a new tomorrow
But I could never let yesterday go
And when the falling rain makes me sad
She comes to me in the dreams Ive had
In the morning light, in the dead of night
Ah the lovin aint easy
An I let it get the best of me
She dont know how it hurts
And Im telling you
Its too late now, she dont talk no more
She dont make me feel like she did before
Theres too much wait and too much give and take
Im a little uneasy
And there aint much pride inside me
She dont know how it hurts
And Im telling you its
Too late now, shes just not the same
Its too late now, shes not the same
Its too late now, shes not the same
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Body Language
Words and music by freddie mercury
Give me body give me body body
Give me your body
Dont talk dont talk dont talk dont talk
Baby dont talk
Body language body language body language
Give me your body
Just give me yeah your body
Give me yeah your body
Dont talk
Body language huh huh
Body language body language
You got red lips snakes in your eyes
Long legs great thighs
You got the cutest ass Ive ever seen
Knock me down for a six any time
Look at me I gotta case of body language
Look at me I gotta case of body language
Look at me I gotta case of body language
Look at me I gotta case of body language
Of body language of body language
Yeah sexy body sexy sexy body
I want your body
Baby youre hot
Body language body language body language
Body language body language body language
Body language body language body language
song performed by by Queen
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The Time Of Day
All the ghosts in the schoolyard
Young rebels with no dreams
Dying of old age
At seventeen
Some blame their mothers
For this unforgiving world
Others point the finger
At the flag the wind unfurls
But I say
You are the lock you are the key
You are the master of your destiny
The devils the dude who sells poison for pay
Dont give the devil the time of day
Dont you give him the room or and inch to play
Dont give the devil the time of day
Dont give the devil the time of day
Theres a face in the mirror
You dont recognize
So you shatter the lights
cause they sting your bloodshot eyes
You walk on with a stranger
Who rolls your soul up in his wad
You place your trust in him
Like you once placed it in god
Well I say
You are the lock you are the key
You are the master of your destiny
The devils the dude who sells poison for pay
Dont give the devil the time of day
Dont you give him the room or and inch to play
Dont give the devil the time of day
Dont give the devil the time of day
Caught between the cyclone fence and a red brick wall
Yeah, you melt like chocolate in the sun
Then you see your angel walking with his high-tops on
And he hands you heaven hotter than a loaded gun
(the time of day)
Dont you give him
(the time of day)
Dont you give him
(the time of day)
You are the lock you are the key
You are the master of your destiny
The devils the dude who sells poison for pay
Dont give the devil the time of day
Dont you give him the room or and inch to play
Dont give the devil the time of day
Dont give the devil the time of day
All the ghosts in the schoolyard
Young rebels with no dreams
Dying of old age
At seventeen
Well I say
You are the lock you are the key
You are the master of your destiny
The devils the dude who sells poison for pay
Dont give the devil the time of day
Dont you give him the room or and inch to play
Dont give the devil the time of day
Dont give the devil the time of day
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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