Money can't buy talent, Miss Hilton
This is one of those "Where's-the-zero-star-option?" CD's. It sucks. It's nothing but a huge ego trip for Paris (Fightin' Over Me, which is even worse than it sounds, is a good example). Paris is famous for simply being born, it's not like she actually does anything to deserve that fame, or her fortune. So, to make more money, she puts out a crappy dance-pop CD that makes Jessica Simpson look like Joni Mitchell. Of course, Jessica Simpson still sucks. It's about time Paris did something MEANINGFUL with her money. I mean, I'm a teenager who makes twenty dollars a week, and I still gave my weekly pay for Katrina on more than one occasion. What about Paris? Chances are she said, "Oh, that's horrible" in a not-too-convincing voice and went off to get a pedicure or implants or whatever. Even gangsta rap is better. Even alternative rock is better. Even frickin' death-metal is better, okay? This sucks.