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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
a dream and my cardigan.
Welcome to the land of fame, excess.
Am I gonna fit in?
Jumped 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 seems so famous.
My tummy is turning
And I'm feeling kinda homesick.
Too 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 was on,
And a Jay-Z was on.
[Chorus:]
So I put my hands up.
They’re my song,
And the fly away.
Nodding my head "yeah!",
Moving my hips like "yeah!".
I got my hands up,
They’re 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 cab.
Everybody's looking at me now,
Like “Who's that that's rocking kicks?
She's 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 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 song was on,
And a Britney was on.
Feel like on a flight
Back to my hometown tonight.
Something stops me time.
The DJ my and I feel alright.
a dream and my cardigan.
Welcome to the land of fame, excess.
Am I gonna fit in?
Jumped 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 seems so famous.
My tummy is turning
And I'm feeling kinda homesick.
Too 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 was on,
And a Jay-Z was on.
[Chorus:]
So I put my hands up.
They’re my song,
And the fly away.
Nodding my head "yeah!",
Moving my hips like "yeah!".
I got my hands up,
They’re 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 cab.
Everybody's looking at me now,
Like “Who's that that's rocking kicks?
She's 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 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 song was on,
And a Britney was on.
Feel like on a flight
Back to my hometown tonight.
Something stops me time.
The DJ my and I feel alright.
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