We fell in love with Princess Di in '82.
The press was fast at graphing everything she'd do..
They tracked her everywhere from here to Timbuktu
Oh-a oh
They took the photos, no respect for privacy.
Using the latest in Zoom lens technology,
And then they chased her through the streets of gay Paris.
Oh-a oh
They act like children
Oh-a oh
Someone should tell them...
Media k**ed the royalty star.
Media crashed the royalty's car.
The Papparazzi go to far.
Oh-a-a-a oh
I'm in the checkout line, it's moving rather slow.
I glance around and see the tabloids down below.
Those slimy ba*tards, they'll never get my dough.
Oh-a oh
They are the worst scum.
Oh-a oh
You shouldn't buy them.
Media k**ed the royalty star.
Media crashed the royalty's car.
The Princess' d**h has broke our hearts.
The Papparazzi went too far.
It's time to stop hara**ing stars,
And drunken chauffeurs shouldn't be driving their cars...
Too far... they know who they are...
Too far... you know who you are...
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Media k**ed the royalty star. (You know who you are...)