So roll out the carpet
Because here she comes,
Here she comes,
I wanna be the paparazzi
Cos you're all I'm here to see.
But they can take all the pictures they like,
Because tonight you're coming home with me.

Whoa oh oh (x3)

You have to look of Hollywood and

lets make a toast to the ones we love the most
but dont save the best line for last
i can think of a thousand words to say how i feel but they will never leave my lips
try to imagine us in throws of passion

so we can hide and seek
but it will be the last time
you see me