Paris Hilton, I will get up inside you and make you mine

Oh, Paris Hilton. You taunt me! You tease me! You say, "I don't eat that." But I will get you, my darling. Oh, I will. I know all about girls like you. Rich spoiled party girls. You like to make me beg, don't you? Then once I have you, you want me to flip you over and make you beg. Okay, little one. I'll play your game. But trust me, I'm getting closer to you all the time. Those fancy shops you visit? Those nightclubs? Somehow I will get past the bouncers and I will be in there, waiting for you. Then I will get up into your intestines and I will make you remember me, puta! You will scream my name! On the corpse of my single-celled grandmother, I swear this is true.