The Real Socialites of Plastiboob Valley

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Music and Lyrics © Matthew Ebel

Na na na na na na naaaa
do you like being a slut? (x2)
You hide behind your sense of pride
while all the boys line up to ride.
They know that you’ll put out
no matter what, so
na na na na na na naaaa
do you like being a slut?

Na na na na na na naaaa
what’s it like being a ho? (x2)
You cover up your virgin ears
but they’re the only virgins here.
Your mouth is only reaping
what you sow, so
na na na na na na naaaa
what’s it like being a ho?

So turn around,
don’t let the door hit your fine ass
on the way out
’cause no one’s buying all your crap,
so can you hear them shout…

Na na na na na na naaaa
do you like being a tool? (x2)
You flash around that diamond ring
but you’re the trophy, not the bling.
The irony’s too funny to be cruel.
Na na na na na na naaaa
do you like being a tool?

You never heard this song before,
but when we’re whistling we’re
calling you a whore…

(Whistle Chorus)