Interrogator: Let's start with the hard ones first, shall we?

Ke$ha: What do you wanna know?

Interrogator: I want to know your full name.

Ke$ha: Ke$ha. With a dollar sign.

Interrogator: What's your date of birth?

Ke$ha: March 1st, 1987.

Interrogator: Is it true your mother was an alien?

Ke$ha: How do you know that?

Interrogator: Just answer the question.

Ke$ha: Yes.

Interrogator: What about your father? What was he? Alice Cooper?

Ke$ha: Kind of.

Interrogator: Is it true that your song "Gold Trans Am" is about you hoo-ha?
Ke$ha: Yes, that is true. I admit fully that it is. Cause my vagina's gold. It's glittery too. It smells like candy.

Interrogator: So if I asked the question, "Do you eat glitter on a daily basis?" What's your answer to that one?

Ke$ha: I do. That's fair. That's fine. I do.

Interrogator: Mr. Peep$. Oh yeah. Your cat. When did you last speak to it?

Ke$ha: Everyday. All day long. And I'm psychic, and I can talk to him in my mind, every second.

Interrogator: What's he doing right now?

Ke$ha: Right now, he's climbing up a tree. He thinks you're a big asshole.

Interrogator: Have you got codenames for you male conquests?

Ke$ha: Yeah.

Interrogator: Give me an example.

Ke$ha: Captain Dick'n'balls. DJ Fucktard.

Interrogator: Do you know a Baby Spoon?

Ke$ha: Oh... Why are you bringing him into this? Why are you bringing the Baby Spoon here?
Interrogator: Do you know him?

Ke$ha: Yeah! He liked to spoon. So, he wanted to be the baby spoon. And I thought that was super lame.

Interrogator: You've got a track called "Past Lives" on your new album. Oh yeah. And it's about Elvis Presley. Is that right.

Ke$ha: No, it's about Liberace. Cause apparently I was Liberace in my past life. I really like capes.

Interrogator: He's the guy with the glitter, isn't he?

Ke$ha: Yeah.

Interrogator: Do you speak Dinosaur?

Ke$ha: I do. Do you wanna hear? Do you speak Dinosaur?

Interrogator: No, I don't speak Dinosaur. Thank you.

Ke$ha: *speaks in Dinosaur*

Interrogator: Are you talking to ghosts was we speak?

Ke$ha: No, I'm talking in Dinosaur! I'm talking to Mr. Peeps in Dinosaur. It's our secret language.

Interrogator: Are you able to--
Ke$ha: *speaks in Dinosaur*

Interrogator: So, let's talk tattoos. Shall we?

Ke$ha: I got some tattoos.

Interrogator: Tattoos. Ah! You got more than one?

Ke$ha: Uh-huh.

Interrogator: Tell me about the other ones.

Ke$ha: They're all really terrible. *shows inner lip tattoo* I got that one in prison.

That one was supposed to be a feather, but it looks like a leaf.

That one says, "Yeah!"

Interrogator: Is it true you got one on your queen mum?

Ke$ha: What?

Interrogator: Your queen mum.

Ke$ha: My mom?

Interrogator: Cockney? Queen mum? Bum?

Ke$ha: Oh, my butt! No. *laughs* I'm wasted. No I'm not. *speaks Dinosaur*

Interrogator: Do you prefer to record naked?

Ke$ha: Yeah.

*Die Young Chorus*