Its friday night, shes looking for a party Going to a club she knows well Limos stocked with all of her favorites No trouble now but the night is young Red carpet, shes on the guest list Steps out with her skirt hiked high Turns and flashes a smile thats dangerous Puts down her smoke and walks away Get on that dance floor And move now Its late but the club is still hopping Shes doing shots and smoking salvia Throws her hands up, DJ playin her song Grinds to the beat as we watch and moan Its a tough life, hollywood socialite Moneys easy and drugs are free All she does is smile for the camera Hopin that her image can survive the ride Just dont look at what Weve found now Shes so crazy when shes let loose in the city Billys little babys not a baby anymore Look at what weve found now Just look at what weve found now Teenage popstars The way she moves it couldnt be hotter The way she looks couldnt be any better And what she thinks just doesnt matter And when she speaks I just want to kill her Shes so crazy When shes set loose inside the city When no ones watching She knows how to throw down Shes so crazy when she lets loose in the city Billys little babys not a baby anymore Look at what weve found now Just look at what weve found now
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