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In The Party In De Usa 
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de Miley Cyrus
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I hopped off the at LAX
a dream and my cardigan.
Welcome to the land of fame, excess.
Am I gonna fit in?
Jumped in the cab,
I am for the first time.
Look to the right and I see the Hollywood sign.
This is all so crazy.
seems so famous.
My tummy is turning
And I'm feeling homesick.
Too much pressure and I'm nervous.
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio,
And a Jay-Z was on,
And a Jay-Z song was on,
And a Jay-Z song was on.
[Chorus:]
So I put my hands up.
They’re my song,
And the fly away.
my like "yeah!",
Moving my hips like "yeah!".
I got my hands up,
They’re playing my song,
I I'm gonna be OK.
Yeah, it's a in the USA.
Yeah, it's a party in the USA.
Get to the club in my taxi cab.
Everybody's looking at me now,
Like “Who's that that's rocking kicks?
She's gotta be from out of town”.
So hard with my girls not around me,
It's definitely not a Nashville party.
'Cause all I see are stilettos,
I guess I never got the memo.
My is turning
And I'm feeling homesick.
Too pressure and I'm nervous.
That's when the DJ dropped my favorite tune.
And a Britney song was on,
And a Britney was on,
And a Britney song was on.
Feel hopping on a flight
Back to my hometown tonight.
Something stops me every time.
The DJ plays my and I alright.
a dream and my cardigan.
Welcome to the land of fame, excess.
Am I gonna fit in?
Jumped in the cab,
I am for the first time.
Look to the right and I see the Hollywood sign.
This is all so crazy.
seems so famous.
My tummy is turning
And I'm feeling homesick.
Too much pressure and I'm nervous.
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio,
And a Jay-Z was on,
And a Jay-Z song was on,
And a Jay-Z song was on.
[Chorus:]
So I put my hands up.
They’re my song,
And the fly away.
my like "yeah!",
Moving my hips like "yeah!".
I got my hands up,
They’re playing my song,
I I'm gonna be OK.
Yeah, it's a in the USA.
Yeah, it's a party in the USA.
Get to the club in my taxi cab.
Everybody's looking at me now,
Like “Who's that that's rocking kicks?
She's gotta be from out of town”.
So hard with my girls not around me,
It's definitely not a Nashville party.
'Cause all I see are stilettos,
I guess I never got the memo.
My is turning
And I'm feeling homesick.
Too pressure and I'm nervous.
That's when the DJ dropped my favorite tune.
And a Britney song was on,
And a Britney was on,
And a Britney song was on.
Feel hopping on a flight
Back to my hometown tonight.
Something stops me every time.
The DJ plays my and I alright.
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