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The Ballad Of Paris Hilton
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Our arrangement features a vocal performance backed by acoustic piano, acoustic bass, and drums.
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Alan Marchand is CEO of Backtalk Unlimited, with studios located in the Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex. Alan is a classically trained musician who has acquired ext
Backtalk Unlimited offers a variety of musical services, including preparation of custom arrangements and background music for soloists, ringtones, musical telephone answering services, and the like. For additional information, please visit our website, http://www.backtalkunlimited.bravehost.com, or write to Alan c/o backtalk_unlimited@yahoo.com.
Song Info
Genre
Country Americana
Charts
#3,005 today Peak #141
#335 in subgenre Peak #14
Author
Alan Marchand (BMI)
Rights
Copyright 2007 Alan Marchand-All Rights Reserved
Uploaded
October 06, 2011
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.0 MB 128 kbps 3:18
Story behind the song
"The Ballad of Paris Hilton" is a song parody inspired by the recent antics of the Hilton family socialite and heir-apparent to the family's hotel chain and real estate dynasty. The arrangement features a vocal performance backed by acoustic piano, acoustic bass, and drums.
Lyrics
I was drivin' one evenin' through the town of Paris, Texas, Lookin' for a place to spend the night, When I saw a red gumball flashin' in my mirror That seemed to me a most unwelcome sight. When I asked if there's a problem the officer informed me That I'd gone and driven through a red stop sign. The next words that I heard, “Let's see your driver's license”, Sent a cold chill up and down my spine. Well, my license'd been suspended, and that's just what I told him. He nodded, and he acted real polite. Then he offered me the backseat, and he drove me to the hoosegow Where I was told that I would spend the night. Chorus: Then they booked me in a room at the downtown Paris Hilton. My room is 8 by 10 and has no view. Now I lie upon my back, just starin' at the ceiling And waitin' 'til the sun comes shinin' through. When I finally got to court, the judge said, “Please excuse me, But I think I've seen you here one time before. It's time you learned your lesson, and so you have my blessin' To enjoy our hospitality once more.” Chorus: For the next 30 days I'm at the downtown Paris Hilton. My room is 8 by 10 and has no view. Now I lie upon my back, just starin' at the ceiling And waitin' 'til the sun comes shinin' through.
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