Kiss Kiss Hug Hug

Grammys, Oscars, Emmys, Tonys
Pretty perfect plastic phonies
Princesses and poofy dresses
After-parties, VIP lists
There he is. Should I know him?
Smile with those faces and

Kiss kiss, hug hug
Don't say it, think it, bite your tongue
Kiss kiss, hug hug
Makes me wanna just throw up
Pointless conversation
Forget what your name is

Frozen grins, purple martinis
Geisha girls and micro Minis
Geeks with cameras, stars with mommas
Gotta love that freak show drama
(Oh my God! Is that—like—Shaquille O'Neal?)
Getting drunk (getting drunk)
Hooking up (hooking up)
Loser, schmoozer (loser, schmoozer)

Kiss kiss, hug hug
Don't say it, think it, bite your tongue
Kiss kiss, hug hug
Makes me wanna just throw up
Pointless conversations
Forget what your name is

I'd like to thank the Hollywood Foreign Press Association
And my dog Delicious, and my hamster, God and Oprah
Kabbalah and yoga teachers
My personal trainer Sven
And, of course, all my fans

Kiss kiss, hug hug
Don't say it, think it, bite your tongue
Kiss kiss, hug hug
Makes me wanna just throw up
Kiss kiss, hug hug
Gossip swept under the rug
Kiss kiss, hug hug
Yeah, I'm here, it's kind of fun
Pointless conversations
Forget what your name is

Sarah? Or maybe Rachel?
I mean, uh, Michelle?
Maybe your name is Dorian?