Sta.sh
| Dear Alejandro, I’m sick of your Love Games and our Bad Romance. I can’t stand your Teeth or your Brown Eyes, so I’ll go out and Dance In The Dark with some Boys Boys Boys. It’s hard to Just Dance when the Paparazzi are chasing me because I’m Beautiful, Dirty, Rich but I'm no Paper Gangsta. I just can’t stand The Fame, but I guess that’s Money Honey. Please stop calling me Again Again on the Telephone, there’s Nothing Else I Can Say. Love, Lady Gaga. P.S. You still leave me Speechless and Starstruck whenever I see your Poker Face. You’re a Monster but you’ll always be my Summerboy. |
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