Songwriters: Fusari, Rob; Germanotta, Stefani;We are the crowd, we're c-comin' out  Got my flash on, it's true  Need that picture of you  It so magical, we'd be so fantastical    Leather and jeans, garage glamorous  Not sure what it means  But this photo of us it don't have a price  Ready for those flashing light  'Cause you know that baby, I    I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me  Papa, paparazzi  Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be  Your papa, paparazzi    Promise I'll be kind  But I won't stop until that boy is mine  Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me  Papa, paparazzi    I'll be your girl backstage at your show  Velvet ropes and guitars  Yeah, cause you're my rock star in between the sets  Eyeliner and cigarettes    Shadow is burnt, yellow dance and we turn  My lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry  It don't have a price, loving you is cherry pie  Cause you know that baby, I    I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me  Papa, paparazzi  Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be  Your papa, paparazzi    Promise I'll be kind  But I won't stop until that boy is mine  Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me  Papa, paparazzi    Real good, we dance in the studio  Snap, snap to that shit on the radio  Don't stop for anyone  We're plastic but we still have fun    I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me  Papa, paparazzi  Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be  Your papa, paparazzi    Promise I'll be kind  But I won't stop until that boy is mine  Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me  Papa, paparazzi      © HOUSE OF GAGA PUBLISHING INC.; JUNE BUG ALLEY MUSIC;    these lyrics are submitted by OarSmaN  these lyrics are last corrected by dasniy