Fame Whore

Get off my radio; you don't deserve the life
There are people I know who are better and I
I think that we are better than you'll ever be
I think that you are another cookie-cutter queen

Get off my TV screen; you don't deserve it at all
And I'm not being mean 'cause it's the truth so doll,
Continue prancing half naked around that stage
Continue dancing like a slut that's half your age

'Cause it's all you've got
If you didn't have your tits
Then you'd still be living in the shit
And it's all you've got
And you're bloody fucking rich
You talent-less bitch

They don't have to listen to you if your mouth is 'round their dicks
They don't have to hear you singing if you're whipping out your tits
We will never call it music if you're better on a pole
So-woah you're just a fame-whore

You're just a fame-whore

Stop going on and on about how you're the shit
You don't even write songs, and you're still full of it
A manufactured Barbie doll with a microphone
But you can't even sing you're lip-synching it all night long

And it's all you've got
If you didn't have that ass
Then there's no way that you'd ever last
And it's all you've got
And you're rolling in the riches
All you talent-less bitches

They don't have to listen to you if your mouth is 'round their dicks
They don't have to hear you singing if you're whipping out your tits
We will never call it music if you're better on a pole
So-woah you're just a fame-whore

Oh, maybe I should try it, I'll just live it up and lie it
Oh, maybe I should try it, I'll just live it up and fucking lie it

I could be the girl with an ass
Who makes a sex tape and gets famous fast
I could be the girl with a daddy
Rich as fuck with a hotel and plenty of cash
I could be the girl with a hit
About kissing girls but all I've really got are tits
I could be the girl with a friend
Or a sibling and I'll be the next big shit

They don't have to listen to you if you're
Sucking on their dicks
They don't have to hear your screeching if you're
Whipping out your tits
We will never call it music 'cause you're
Just another whore
We will never call it music 'cause you're
Just another whore

They don't have to listen to you if your mouth is 'round their dicks
They don't have to hear you singing if you're whipping out your tits
We will never call it music if you're better on a pole
So-woah you're just a fame-whore

They don't have to listen to you if your mouth is 'round their dicks
They don't have to hear you singing if you're whipping out your tits
We will never call it music if you're better on a pole
So-woah you're just a fame-whore

Woah, you're just a fame whore
Woah, you're all just fame whores.