We are the crowd, we're coming out
Got my flash on it's true, need that picture of you
It's so magical
We'd be so fantastical

Leather and jeans, garage glamorous
Not sure what it means, but this photo of us
It don't have a price, ready for those flashing lights

I'll be your girl backstage at your show
Velvet ropes and guitars, yeah 'cause you're my rockstar
In between the sets, eyeliner and cigarettes

Shadow is burnt, yellow dance and we turn
My lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry
It don't have a price, loving you is cherry pie
Cause you know that baby I

I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me
Papa-paparazzi
Baby there's no other superstar you know that i'll be your
Papa-paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind, but I won't stop until that boy is mine
Baby you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
Papa-paparazzi

Real good, we dance in the studio
Snap, snap to what's on the radio
Don't stop, for anyone
We're plastic but we still have fun!