Dear Lindsay Lohan

Lindsay Lohan, where do you think you're goin' now? You drink and you dance, you got ants in your pants so I'm told But I'm afraid to say that, honey, someday you'll grow old

Paris Hilton, have you ever read John Milton, girl? He wrote Paradise Lost in which Satan gets tossed down to Hell And it occurs to me that it's a story you know well

Twins of Olsen, you were such sweet and wholesome girls You succeeded so young, living two lives in one, now you've grown But if you do the math that means you're older than Sharon Stone

Ashlee Simpson, don't come undone my friend Sure your sister is hot and we all know you're not so you're blue But the sands of time will make her ugly just like you

Lindsay Lohan, sweetie, what do you think you're showin' us? With a click and a flash they always cause you to crash, what a world But someday soon they'll be chasing a younger girl

Lindsay, baby, you know you're gonna get old