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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.
Welcome to the land of fame, excess.
Am I gonna fit in?
in the cab,
Here I am for the time.
Look to the right and I see the Hollywood sign.
This is all so crazy.
Everybody so famous.
My tummy is turning
And I'm feeling kinda 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 butterflies fly away.
Nodding my head "yeah!",
my "yeah!".
I got my hands up,
They’re my song,
I I'm gonna be OK.
Yeah, it's a party in the USA.
Yeah, it's a party in the USA.
Get to the club in my cab.
Everybody's looking at me now,
Like “Who's that chick that's kicks?
She's gotta be out of town”.
So hard 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 feeling homesick.
Too pressure and I'm nervous.
That's when the DJ my favorite tune.
And a Britney was on,
And a Britney was on,
And a Britney song was on.
like hopping on a flight
Back to my hometown tonight.
Something stops me time.
The DJ plays my song and I feel alright.
With a dream and my cardigan.
Welcome to the land of fame, excess.
Am I gonna fit in?
in the cab,
Here I am for the time.
Look to the right and I see the Hollywood sign.
This is all so crazy.
Everybody so famous.
My tummy is turning
And I'm feeling kinda 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 butterflies fly away.
Nodding my head "yeah!",
my "yeah!".
I got my hands up,
They’re my song,
I I'm gonna be OK.
Yeah, it's a party in the USA.
Yeah, it's a party in the USA.
Get to the club in my cab.
Everybody's looking at me now,
Like “Who's that chick that's kicks?
She's gotta be out of town”.
So hard 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 feeling homesick.
Too pressure and I'm nervous.
That's when the DJ my favorite tune.
And a Britney was on,
And a Britney was on,
And a Britney song was on.
like hopping on a flight
Back to my hometown tonight.
Something stops me time.
The DJ plays my song and I feel alright.
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