Say WHAT?: Paris Hilton

Ahhhhh, our favourite litlle sex tape hotel heiress celebrity. Love her or loathe her, Paris has milked her family name and night-vision escapades to the highest heavens, from acting in her own reality series' 'The Simple Life' (like what her brain may really be - simple) and 'My New BFF' (if I was emo and alone and lonely, I'd rather stay that way than vie to be her best bestest bestest friend forever and ever and ever; I'd rather friend her chihuahua who is living a better life than most of us) and movies even the DVD bargain bin shuns.

She had to take it one step further though by taking up singing and coming out with an album. That girl just refuses to leave us alone. Here, Say WHAT? looks at what was the massacre of a first single, 'Stars are Blind'.

Stars are Blind

I don't mind spending some time

Just hanging here with you

Cause I don't find too many guys

That treat me like you do

Those other guys all wanna take me for a ride

But when I walk they talk of suicide

Some people never get beyond their stupid pride

But you can see the real me inside

And I'm satisfied, oh no, oh

Dear Paris, it's not really our fault if you portray yourself as an utter bimbo too deep an intellectual that everyday chores do not enter your thought process for fear of muddling with your attempts at finalising your equation dictating how the universe was created. It's just that the majority of us guys like down-to-earth girls who are capable of functioning by themselves. At first we may want to take you for a ride/you to ride us but after you don't mind spending some time with us, we talk of suicide. Yeah, us contemplating it or trying to do humanity a favour by making it look like you committed suicide. Yep, we all also can see the real you inside your dress. It's all over the internet in all the pristine glory of night-vision recording.

Even though the Gods are crazy

Even though the stars are blind

If you show me real love baby

I'll show you mine

I can make you nice and naughty

Be the devil and angel too

Got a heart and soul and body

Let's see what this love can do

Baby I'm perfect for you

So the Gods can be crazy and the stars can be blind, but all that is negligible in the face of love. So as long as you show her 'real love' you can do all and sundry and Paris will still be your new GFF (girlfriend forever). Nope, she's not desperate. If she had a heart and soul, she would not subject us to her singing. Body no doubt though. Ask the millions of downloads she got. If your idea of a perfect girlfriend is Paris and her little bag of antics, you have issues.

I could be your confidante

Just one of your girlfriends

But I know that's not what you want

Excuse me for feeling

This moment is critical

It might be me feeling

It could get physical, oh no, no no

Paris sounds a wee bit too confident of herself no? And since Mr Player has various girlfriends, why would he want to give that up and why on earth is she even crooning like this guy is the guy of her dreams. Being with multiple girls doesn't exactly scream of Mr Romantic being a proponent of 'real love'. It should be critical if Paris is feeling. It hardly happens. And she seems to be very horny, little bit little bit want to get it on already. One Night in Paris 2 anyone?