Song lyrics Hollywood Whore by Papa Roach

Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party is over

Cocaine nose and trendy clothes
Gotta send her to rehab
She found out she's got no soul
But it really doesn't bother her

White Trash queen, American dream
Oh what a Role Model
Throwing a fit, making a scene
Like no tomorrow

Chorus: Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
Can't take it no more
I'm sorry but the party is over
The talk of the town
And she's going down
I'm sorry but the party is over now

Awake by noon, drunk by four
Sucked up in the showbiz
You're so lame, you're such a bore
I wanna kick your teeth in

Plastic smile to match your style
We can tell you got a face lift
You're so vain, oh so vile
You're a number one hit

( Chorus)

The cameras all gone
And nobody screams
She couldn't survive her 15 minutes of fame
Her friends are all gone
She's going insane
She'll never survive without the money and fame

It's all going down the drain

( Chorus x2 )

Wake up!
The party is over
Wake up!
The party is over
Wake Up!
The party is over
Wake Up!
The party is over now!
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Don't let the door hit ya
where the good lord split ya honey!