"Paparazzi" by Lady Gaga

I never expected to admit it but here it goes. The over theatrical pop-starlet known as Lady Gaga has invaded my ear drums. Her synthetic instrumental with a catchy beat worms into the back of your mind and cannot get out. It's like getting water in your ears. No matter how hard you shake, you cannot help but feel like you still have water in your head.

We are the crowd

We're c-coming out

Got my flash on, it's true

Need that picture of you

It's so magical

We'd be so fantastico

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

Because 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

I'll be your girl

Backstage at your show

Velvet ropes and guitars

Yeah, because you're my rock star

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

Because you know that baby, I . . .

Real good, we dance in the studio

Snap, snap to that shit on the radio

Don't stop for anyone

We're plastic but we still have fun!

Now there is something almost creepily cute about these lyrics. It's about stalking and following someone you really are interested in. Lady Gaga's harmonic voice when she sings the chorus is perhaps the most dangerously addictive part of this song. I almost think her stalking is cute when she sings "I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me." You almost want to hug her when she sings that line in a very sweet and innocent voice; despite the fact that she might go Total Recall on you.

Maybe some Mighty, Mighty Bosstones can flush out the Gaga in my head. 

-Scott