What can one do when your world spins
and all bear witness to your sins?
Simply being rich qualifies
you for tabloid fodder and lies.
Seeking fame, the all important dollar we woo.
If one is born into this life, what can one do?
When it takes two to make headlines,
when are we going to grow spines
And refuse to waste good money
on wild stories starring Britney,
Paris, Kirstie Alley or heaven forbid, you?
We both dance the tango of shame when it takes two.