Paris Hilton’s Closet

My best friend Sarah went to Europe for the summer

My brother got kicked out of school, aw bummer

Julie Anne got laid in the backseat of a hummer

And got arrested like Mel Gibson

I read in the trades

That the N'synch boy is, now way

But I threw up in Paris Hilton's closet

I got drunk and totally lost it

When I woke up the first thing that I though of

Was, oh my Kesha, those hot Jimmy Choos

Hey Paris, did I lose it on that pair too?

Celebutants work in the glamourazzi

Should have sold the story

To the tabloids, took the money

Takes a lot to get kicked out of this party

And almost get arrested, like Mel Gibson

I don't recall at all

But I got like fifty phone calls, Oh my God

When I threw up in Paris Hilton's closet

I got drunk and totally lost it

When I woke up the first thing that I though of

Was, oh no no Kesha, those hot Gucci shoes

What did you do?, Did I lose it on that pair too?

Oh, of all the stupid things I've done

I'm the proudest of this bra

But this one's the best

I threw up in Paris Hilton's closet

I got drunk and totally lost it

When I woke up the first thing that I though of

Was, oh my Kesha, those hot Jimmy Choos

And those Minolos and pradas

Chloes and your sparkly dresses

Hey Paris, I saw the same stuff at Target

Hey Paris, what ya gonna do

What ya gonna do, what ya gonna do

I totally lost it, la la la

Oh boy I've lost it, la la la

Paris Hilton's closet

I threw up in Paris Hilton's closet

I got drunk and totally lost it

When I woke up threw up in Paris Hilton's closet

I got drunk and totally lost it

Tra la la, tra la la la la la