Perhaps She Should Have Some Water

Eddie Money's classic song kind of applies to Paris Hilton:

Media never understood what it’s like for a spoiled rich girl.
Clubbing with the glitterati to do, eat dinner then it‘s time to hurl.
Daddy got so rich so quick that there was no need to understand.
Paris spent every night on her fun, no jobs for her, ’cept for blow and hand.

Gimme Appletini!
‘Cause I know all you common folk wish you could be me.
You want to see me…
Gimme Appletini.
I need an Appletini…

Paris, got lit so fast, she was clubbing it all night one day,
Said, “This party’s lame – it’s way too tame
Get in my Bentley and we‘ll get away.”
She rode late in the night, nearly swerved into a mini-van
Till one day the LAPD caught her ‘cause the sherriff always gets his man.

Gimme Appletini!
‘Cause I know all you common folk wish you could be me.
You want to see me…
Gimme Appletini.

No license no problem!
Driving fast as her car can!
But, Lord, she got no room to run!
Shouldn’t have met a judge appointed by Reagan!
Hey, hey, yeah!

Gimme Appletini!
‘Cause I know all you common folk wish you could be me.
You want to see me…
Gimme Appletini

Can’t you… see that small jail cell
We‘re no longer in the valley?
But they cannot force, I‘m to rich, of course -
Help me, help me mommy
I’m done being a dumb girl, at least ’till July –
Let me pray like poor man pray!
I’m too nice a piece of ass.
I don‘t need to show class, my daddy could hear me say,

“Gimme Appletini!
‘Cause I know all you common folk wish you could be me.
You want to see me…
Gimme Appletini

Gimme Appletini!
‘Cause I know all you common folk wish you could be me.
You want to see me…
Gimme Appletini
Gimme Appletini