She stuck a cellphone camera right into my face, with a flick of my wrist, I filled her nose with mace. The cops want to know what was wrong with me, didn't give me a chance to explain it, see? It ain't her fault for being careless, it ain't her fault for being brainless, it ain't her fault for being hopeless, but it's my fault for being famous. I'm at the LAX, just checking my bag, when up comes a little paparazzi scumbag. I took a laptop, slapped him upside his head, the cops want to know why I left him for dead. It ain't his fault for being nameless, it ain't his fault for being thoughtless, it ain't his fault for being shameless, but it's my fault for being famous. I had a sweet old lady walk up to me, Wanted to get a photograph for her grandson to see. And as the digital camera lit up the place, she unloaded a chrome .45 in my face. But it ain't her fault for being ruthless, ain't her fault for being toothless, ain't her fault for being blameless, but it's my fault for being famous.
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