Lady Gaga - Born This Way Music Video - Screencaps

We are the crowd
We're cuh-coming out
Got my flash on it's true
Need that picture of you
It's so magical
We'd be so fantastic, oh

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 lights
'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...

Well, the final numbers have been crunched and the end result is something we pretty much suspected all along: 2009 was a very big year for Taylor Swift, Lady Gaga and the late, great King of Pop, Michael Jackson.

On Wednesday (January 6), Nielsen SoundScan released their sales figures for 2009, and while some of the data is downright depressing — total album sales (including digital) dropped more than 12 percent — we prefer to focus on the positive: Swift, Gaga and Jackson (not to mention Susan Boyle, the Black Eyed Peas and the Kings of Leon) moved a whole lot of units over the past 12...

The Fame Ball (Space Cowboy Edition)
This is the full show in studio tour quality except The Fame/Money Honey/Boys Boys Boys these are album version edited to sound like the “tour mix”. This is with all the Space Cowboy edits they had when he toured with them.

Setlist

* The Heart + Haus (Intro)
* Paparazzi
* LoveGame
* Beautiful, Dirty, Rich
* The Brain (Interlude)
* The Fame
* Money Honey
* Eh, Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say)
* Poker Face (Piano Version)
* Future Love
* The Face (Interlude)
* Just Dance
* Boys Boys Boys (Encore)
* Poker Face (Encore)

Bonus tracks

* Paparazzi (without Starstruck...

I can't help myself I'm addicted to a life of
material
It's some kind of joke, I'm obsessively
opposed to the typical
All we care about is, runway models, cadillacs
and liquor bottles
Give me something I wanna be, retro glamour,
Hollywood yes we live for the

Fame
Doin' it for the
Fame
Cuz we wanna live the life of the rich and
famous
Fame
Doin' it for the
Fame
Cuz we gotta taste for champagne and endless
fortune

Fame fame baby
The fame fame
We live for the fame fame baby
The fame fame
Isn't it a shame shame baby
A shame shame
In it for the fame fame baby
The fame fame

I can see myself in the...

there he goes
my baby walks so slow
sexual tic-tac-toe
yeah, I know we both know
it isn’t time
but would you be m-mine
we'll never get too far
just you, me and the bar
so in a ménage à trois sometimes
would he be m-mine (2x)
would you be mine

oh baby, lights on
but your mom's not home
I'm sick of laying down alone
with this fever - fever, yeah
I want it all
now I'm gonna get you alone
give you a fever - fever yeah

there it goes
you stole my soul and so
'cause, sweetheart
a-no-no-nobody a-no-no-knows
they're occupied
tell me you'll be m-mine
let's get inside your car
just you, me and the stars
kind of ménage à...

Your love is nothing I can't fight,
Can't sleep with the man who dims my shine.

I'm in the bedroom,
With tissues and when,
I know you're outside banging then I won't let you in.
'Cause it's a hard life, with love in the world,
And I'm a hard girl,
Loving me is like chewing on pearls.

[Chorus:]
You've got me wandering why I,
I like it rough I,
I like it rough I,
I like it rough. [x2]

Won't go without my fix tonight,
It's a little too rough.
Prom girl wipes her tears with silver lines.
And she can't get enough.

I'm in the bedroom,
With tissues and when,
I know you're outside banging then I won't let you in.
'Cause...

In your brown eyes, walked away
In your brown eyes, couldn't stay
In your brown eyes, you watch her go

And turn the record on
And wonder what went wrong
What went wrong

If everything was everything
But everything is over
Everything could be everything
If only we were older

Guess it's just a silly song about you
And how I lost you
And your brown eyes

In your brown eyes, I was feeling low
'cause they're brown eyes and you never know
Got some brown eyes, but I saw her face

I knew that it was wrong
So baby, turn the record on
Play that song

Where everything was everything
But everything is over
Everything could be...