Barbie Popstar Lyrics Novels & Stories

'Cause with you my heart pops corn out of my system candy-colored lipstick Crystal waves I feel it every time that you are winking legs weak I know the lyrics are weak love is cheap but expensive drums are beating in my stomach and popcorns came from my heart cause why are you the only one that I like? I guess staying here is worth it after all.

Poppy took it from me, but instead of putting it in her mouth… she held it up like a microphone. “Hello, Monaco,” she announced to the mirror. “This is Poppy on stage. Today I will sing about Barbie who have no house—” I caught her wrist and lowered the brush. “No tour tonight, diva. In your mouth. Teeth first, concert later.” She sighed dramatically for someone who was already half asleep. “Okay.” She shoved the toothbrush in and started brushing with lazy, half-hearted strokes. Two seconds later, her hips began swaying. A small hum slipped out through her nose as she danced on the stool.

It went like this. I’m a Barbie girl Bitching in this world I have rabies Got it from cammy I have plastic boobs That almost touch my shoes Alex is awesome And got everything natural Chorus Come on Barbie lets go party I ‘m a Barbie girl Bitching in this world Dip myself in make-up To hide up all the pimples You can’t brush my hair Cuz’ it would fall out anywhere I wear weave And I am very ugly. By the end of the song I was laughing very hard. All the cheerleaders were glaring at me and the guys were laughing. Except for Cameron A.K.A Cammy. I pointed to them and laughed again.

She smiled widely, showing her cute dimples. “Thanks baby.” I ruffled her hair. When she was done with her lunch, we went back to her room, didn’t her assignment before tucking her in bed for her nap. “Nanny Lyssa.” She called and I ‘hum’ “can you sing?” She asked. “Yes, why do you ask, baby?” “I want you to sing for me.” “What song baby?” “Any song, oh can you sing two voices in Barbie.” I think, what song is two voices. I got it.

And just then the gate opened and Barbie drove in, her pink car made it more childish. God! Everyone needs to grow up. Barbie got out of the car and walked towards us. "Hey, you..." She stopped when she looked down at the bowl in my hand. "Yes, ma'am?" Lisa was already up. "Make me my popcorn." She said like it was her right to talk. "Well, I'm sorry she won't be making any popcorn." I sighed. Whoever trained this girl, did one hell of a job...cause boy was she rude. "And what did you mean by that?" She asked, taking off her glasses.

My heart beat abnormally, causing me to lose control. "Are the stars out tonight? (sha bop sha bop) I don't know if it's cloudy or bright (sha bop sha bop) I only have eyes for you, dear (Sha bop sha bop) The moon may be high (Sha bop sha bop).." Oh God, the lyrics were fucking wrecking my made-up mind. It's like taking me to a different dimension of the universe. "But I can't see (sha bop sha bop) a thing in the sky. I only have eyes for you

I shrieked, and my face was still red when he put me down to the bed. "You're so fucking irresistible Lori, stripped me, baby. I want your hands all over me before I slap your ass and fuck you from behind." I did as he tells me to do, I was letting myself go. I was going all out for him. I was not wasting any more time for anyone, anymore. I smiled seductively at him, while I got up and discarded my robe revealing my lacy sexy slips. My tits perked up already, as he glued his eyes looking at them, then back up to my eyes.

Lian just felt quite tired, even though the day had just begun. *** “I don't know what to tell my parents anymore. I feel like I'm tired, tired of the demands and things about getting married. I want to tell them that I am not interested in marriage at all, I want them to know that their daughter is not interested in getting married and will not get married ever." Lian exhaled heavily and bowed listlessly in front of the man who had been observing her for a long time.

Fake Barbie looked at me and said, “Now be a nice puppy and move your paws away from my mate.” Before I could respond, my very best friend, Charity, tore into Fake Barbie and said, “Who are you calling a puppy, you fucking mutt?” “The little girl with her hands on my betrothed of course,” Fake Barbie said. “Listen Plastic Patty, you need to walk away before I toss the candle at you and we all find out how much of you melts. You might get lucky and one of your plastic titties will pop and put your ugly ass out or if you paid for the expensive shit, you’ll just burn like the dumpster on fire you are, with all that product in your hair,” Charity replied.

He grimaces, rubbing the nape of his neck, slightly embarrassed. “I just said you loved me,” he explains defensively. “They just like to team up against me.” “Right, that’s what it was,” Mom muses in a low voice, turning her attention back to the TV. “Sorry, Chad. Maybe in another lifetime, but now, my focus is on getting myself a hot singer from a band called Glitch,” Poppy says excitedly as she walks over and sits on the armchair beside Lauren. It doesn’t go unnoticed by me the way Chad frowns at her, but it is so quick, I wonder if I imagined it.