They hide behind bushes
And camp out in the trees
The paps are snappin' on my way to the restroom
Selling photos to the tabs that write sleaze
The leeches stake out my house or the set
And if they catch me strippin', it's all over the net
If that guy doen't use his telephoto lens
We're gonna bash it up, bash it up, bash it up, bash it up
Hey, man you takin' pics of me?
(Cameron: Take him out!)
You better keep us separated
Hey, man you disrespecting me?
(Cameron: Take him out!)
You better keep us separated
Hey, keep your space
(Cameron: I'll take away your camera and punch you in the face)
Hey, you're gonna pay!
By the time you file a complaint
They'll see it's all your fault
Turned over the camera, you're going to jail
For harassment and attempted assualt
It goes down the same as the thousands before
Paparazzi think they're clever
Hiding out in the store
Before you even think of chasing us down the street
You better take the film out, take the film out, take it out
Hey, man you takin' pics of me?
(Cameron: Take him out!)
You better keep us separated
Hey, man you disrespecting me?
(Cameron: Take him out!)
You better keep us separated
Hey, keep your space
(Cameron: I'll take away your camera and punch you in the face)
Hey, you're gonna pay!
It goes down the same as the thousands before
Paparazzi making money
Just because we're adored
Before you even think of chasing us down the street
You better back it on up, back it on up, back it up
Hey, man you takin' pics of me?
(Cameron: Take him out!)
You better keep us separated
Hey, man you disrespecting me?
(Cameron: Take him out!)
You better keep us separated
Hey, keep your space
(Cameron: I'll take away your camera and punch you in the face)
Hey, you're gonna pay!