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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 plane at LAX
With a dream and my cardigan.
to the land of fame, excess.
Am I fit in?
Jumped in the cab,
Here 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 is turning
And I'm feeling kinda homesick.
Too much and I'm nervous.
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio,
And a Jay-Z song was on,
And a Jay-Z song was on,
And a Jay-Z was on.
[Chorus:]
So I put my hands up.
They’re playing my song,
And the fly away.
my head "yeah!",
my hips like "yeah!".
I got my hands up,
playing my song,
I I'm be OK.
Yeah, it's a party 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 chick that's kicks?
She's gotta be from out of town”.
So hard with my not around me,
It's definitely not a Nashville party.
'Cause all I see are stilettos,
I guess I never got the memo.
My tummy is turning
And I'm homesick.
Too much pressure and I'm nervous.
That's when the DJ dropped my tune.
And a Britney song was on,
And a Britney was on,
And a Britney was on.
hopping on a flight
Back to my hometown tonight.
Something stops me every time.
The DJ plays my song and I feel alright.
With a dream and my cardigan.
to the land of fame, excess.
Am I fit in?
Jumped in the cab,
Here 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 is turning
And I'm feeling kinda homesick.
Too much and I'm nervous.
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio,
And a Jay-Z song was on,
And a Jay-Z song was on,
And a Jay-Z was on.
[Chorus:]
So I put my hands up.
They’re playing my song,
And the fly away.
my head "yeah!",
my hips like "yeah!".
I got my hands up,
playing my song,
I I'm be OK.
Yeah, it's a party 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 chick that's kicks?
She's gotta be from out of town”.
So hard with my not around me,
It's definitely not a Nashville party.
'Cause all I see are stilettos,
I guess I never got the memo.
My tummy is turning
And I'm homesick.
Too much pressure and I'm nervous.
That's when the DJ dropped my tune.
And a Britney song was on,
And a Britney was on,
And a Britney was on.
hopping on a flight
Back to my hometown tonight.
Something stops me every time.
The DJ plays my song and I feel alright.
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