I hopped off the plane at LAX
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With a dream and my cardigan
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Welcome to the land of fame excess,
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Whoa, am I gonna fit in?
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Jumped in the cab,
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Here I am for the first time
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Look to my right and I see the Hollywood sign
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This is all so crazy
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Everybody seems so famous
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My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda home sick
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Too much pressure and I'm nervous,
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That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
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And the Jay Z song was on
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And the Jay Z song was on
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And the Jay Z song was on
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[Chorus]
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So I put my hands up
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They're playing my song,
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And the butterflies fly away
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Noddin' my head like, yeah
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Movin' my hips like, yeah
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I got my hands up,
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They're playin' my song
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You know I'm gonna be okay
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Yeah, it's a party in the USA
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Yeah it's a party in the USA
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Get to the club in a taxi cab
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Everybody's looking at me now
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Like "who's that chick, that's rockin' kicks?
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She's gotta be from out of town"
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So hard with my girls not around me
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Its definitely not a Nashville party
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Cause' all I see are stilettos
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I guess I never got the memo
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My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda home sick
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Too much pressure and I'm nervous
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That's when the D.J. dropped my favorite tune
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And a Britney song was on
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And a Britney song was on
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And a Britney song was on
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[Chorus]
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Feel like hoppin' on a flight (On a flight)
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Back to my hometown tonight (Town tonight)
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But something stops me every time (Every time)
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The DJ plays my song and I feel alright
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[Chorus: x2]
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Party in the U.S.A.
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| Miley Cyrus feat. Jonas Brothers |
