Paris Hilton - Screwed (Alex G remix)

Published Friday, July 15, 2005 by Abby | E-mail this post

"When you need someone just to have a little fun/ I could be the perfect girl for you."

How do I love thee, Paris? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth of your vanity and height
Your vast ego (and heels) can reach, when feeling out of sight
Of public eye, oops! Another porn tape will leak.
I love thee as the zeitgeist starlet of today’s
Celebrity-worshipping need, by red carpet and paparazzi flashlight.
I love the music, breathy strained vocals pitched low and beats strung tight;
I love the lyrics, such cynical metanarration on your lays.
I love all you represent as a transient epitome
Of stardom for its own narcissistic end, not in pursuit of power but to sell
Your self; perpetual sustaining force for US Weekly
Gawker, Page Six too – we follow the trials of Tinkerbell,
Nipple-slips, bruises, all the feuding! – and, if you choose indiscreetly,
A pop career too, I shall but love thee for that as well.