“Finding Taylor (Lautner) is My Drug” Video

The craziness continues (and will continue until the end of August). This video was put together by two local college girls on a mission to find Taylor Lautner in Pittsburgh.

We drove throughout the entire city of Pittsburgh one weekend searching for Taylor Lautner’s filming location, only to be unsuccessful. But because of this failure, we created this Ke$ha parody about our quest for Taylor. Enjoy!

Even if you don’t care about the dude, there are a lot of Pittsburgh mentions throughout the song. If you don’t care about Pittsburgh or the dude, then don’t even bother clicking – unless of course you simply want to see two girls running around the Burgh having a good time… then you can mute it and just watch. We kid the girls! The lyrics and video are creative attempts to get Mr. Lautner’s attention – hopefully it works out for them!

Lyrics from Xbeachgrl89X:

Maybe I need some rehab, or maybe just need some sleep
I’ve got a sick obsession, I’m seeing you in my dreams
I’m lookin’ down Boulevard of the Allies, I’m makin’ those fake phone calls
I’m staying up all night hopin’, meetin’ you at Parkway Mall

What you got Taylor, is hard to find, I think about it all weekend
I’m all strung out, my heart is fried, I just can’t get you off my mind
Because we can’t, we can’t, we can’t, find you, we can’t, we can’t, we can’t
I said we can’t, we can’t, we can’t, find you, we can’t, we can’t, we can’t

Won’t listen to any advice, Mamma’s tellin’ me I should think twice
But left to my own devices, GPS got me in a crisis
My friends think I’ve gone crazy, my driving’s getting kinda hazy
My life is going to be affected if I find you like a lovesick Twi-hard

What you got Taylor, is hard to find, I think about it all weekend
I’m all strung out, my heart is fried, I just can’t get you off my mind
Because your smile, your smile, your smile is my drug, your smile, your smile, your smile
I said your eyes, your eyes, your eyes are my drug, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes

I don’t care what people say, the rush is from ABX signs all day
I get so high when you are near, but crash and crave when your set is cleared

So I got a question, do you want to have a party in room 402
Do I make your heart beat like a Quileute drum
Is my city, your city?

Heinz FieldDucky ToursInclineSouth Side

Because we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t, find you, we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t
I said we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t, find you, we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t
Because we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t, find you, we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t
I said we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t, find you, we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t

Hey… heyyyyy… soooooo… your abs, your biceps, your butt, your love… is my drug

I like your abs

We drove throughout the entire city of Pittsburgh one weekend searching for Taylor Lautner’s filming location, only to be unsuccessful. But because of this failure, we created this Ke$ha parody about our quest for Taylor. Enjoy!

Lyrics:
Maybe I need some rehab, or maybe just need some sleep
I’ve got a sick obsession, I’m seeing you in my dreams
I’m lookin’ down Boulevard of the Allies, I’m makin’ those fake phone calls
I’m staying up all night hopin’, meetin’ you at Parkway Mall

What you got Taylor, is hard to find, I think about it all weekend
I’m all strung out, my heart is fried, I just can’t get you off my mind
Because we can’t, we can’t, we can’t, find you, we can’t, we can’t, we can’t
I said we can’t, we can’t, we can’t, find you, we can’t, we can’t, we can’t

Won’t listen to any advice, Mamma’s tellin’ me I should think twice
But left to my own devices, GPS got me in a crisis
My friends think I’ve gone crazy, my driving’s getting kinda hazy
My life is going to be affected if I find you like a lovesick Twi-hard

What you got Taylor, is hard to find, I think about it all weekend
I’m all strung out, my heart is fried, I just can’t get you off my mind
Because your smile, your smile, your smile is my drug, your smile, your smile, your smile
I said your eyes, your eyes, your eyes are my drug, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes

I don’t care what people say, the rush is from ABX signs all day
I get so high when you are near, but crash and crave when your set is cleared

So I got a question, do you want to have a party in room 402
Do I make your heart beat like a Quileute drum
Is my city, your city?

Heinz Field… Ducky Tours… Incline… South Side

Because we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t, find you, we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t
I said we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t, find you, we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t
Because we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t, find you, we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t
I said we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t, find you, we didn’t, we didn’t, we didn’t

Hey… heyyyyy… soooooo… your abs, your biceps, your butt, your love… is my drug

I like your abs

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