Stars Are Blind (Paris' Version) lyrics - Paris Hilton (feat. Kim Petras)

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-oh-oh

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 it nice and naughty
Be the devil and angel too
Got a heart and soul and body
Let's see what this love can do
Maybe I'm perfect for you

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

Woo-ah
Baby, baby, I could be your confidante
Come on over, show me if you're down or not
That's hot, make your whole jaw drop
If you're all that talk, finna ride to Paris
Out of everybody in the galaxy
You're the only one I want with me
Let's sip, we're like princesses
In the Miu Miu fence, with the hoe and carriage
Why shouldn't we be with the one we really love?
Now tell me, who have you been dreaming of?
I and I alone
Oh no, oh-oh-oh

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 it nice and naughty
Be the devil and angel too
Got a heart and soul and body
Let's see what this love can do (Oh, oh)
Maybe I'm perfect for you

Excuse me for feeling
This moment is critical
It might be revealing
We could get physical
Oh no
No, no

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 it nice and naughty (Ah-ah)
Be the devil and angel too (Ah-ah)
Got a heart and soul and body (Ah-ah)
Let's see what this love can do

Let's see what love can do, oh
Maybe I'm perfect for you (Maybe I'm perfect for you)
You, maybe I'm perfect for you (Ah-ah, ah-ah)
Even though the gods are crazy (Ah-ah, ah-ah)
Even though the stars are blind (Ah-ah)
Even though the gods are crazy (Ah-ah, ah-ah)
Even though the stars are blind
I love you, Paris, you're that bitch
That's hot, that's hot
Woo-ah

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