Were you distracted by so many products jammed into less than 10 minutes? Or did the product placement not really bother you?

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The video in question is embedded below, and it’s everything we’ve come to expect from Gaga, with a little Beyonce thrown in the mix. Gaga’s an inmate at a Prison For Bitches. There’s a Gaga penis joke within the first minute and a half. She wears sunglasses with lit cigarettes glued to them. She has thick black Chola eyebrows Michael K would pee himself over. Beyonce picks her up from prison in the Kill Bill Pussy Wagon.

We’re confused. But we like kinda it.

Play “spot the sponsors!” while you watch the video below:

UPDATE: The video has been mysteriously marked “private.” Seems like it was released a couple of hours early, before its scheduled 11:30 p.m. ET premiere on E! News. We’ll check the link again after its official premiere.

UPDATE #2: As we suspected, the link’s back up and running. Enjoy!

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Tracy Morgan
There’s no telling what he’ll do or say at any one time, making him totally entertaining.

Oprah
It took Oprah a while to get on the Twitter bandwagon, but we think she’d have fun on ChatRoulette.

Matthew McConaughey
We love bongos.

Paula Abdul
Crazy works well on ChatRoulette.

Conan O’Brien
He doesn’t have anything better to do.

Tina Fey
She’s probably tried it already.

Robert Pattinson
Face to face human interaction makes Robert nauseous, but he might be more willing to open up over the Internet. And we’re okay with if it he wants to get naked.

Kanye West
We bet he would type IN ALL CAPS

Taylor Swift
Kanye would probably hit “next” if he saw her — we wouldn’t.

Lady Gaga
We’re dying to know what she looks like when she’s just lying around her house at night, chatting online.

Who would you like to see? Who have you already seen?

(Photos by Getty Images)

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That means you, Keira.

(Photos by WENN.com and Getty)

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It’s a fad that many of us would be hard-pressed to term, but many of us recognize: The baby doll dresses. The twee voices. The false eyelashes, oversized eyewear, excess lipstick. The two-and-a-half minute jingles. Though it was dominated primarily by French, Quebecois, and Spanish popstrels who were easily interchangeable, yé yé performers’ hallmarks seeped through the ages. Everyone from Baby Spice to Ke$ha have co-opted some element—affected naïvete, hemlines, bubbly hooks—from the yé yé girls. During the height of its success, Susan Sontag wrote of the movement in her essay Notes On “Camp”:

“In the last two years, popular music (post rock-’n'-roll, what the French call yé yé) has been annexed” into the camp sensibility.

The movement takes its name from the yells of “Yeah! Yeah!” that peppered the movement’s hits. Yé yé songs, though explicit by nature, still opted for more subtlety. It was an era when mankind on the whole wasn’t so desensitized to sex that we needed a musician to hammer us over the head with sex and booze. Fans made do with France Gall’s “Les sucettes,” or “Lollipops” which at once managed to be subtle and profane—clearly an allusion to oral sex.

And therein lies the curiosity of this movement. The yé yé girls, although hypersexualized idols of their time, still played coy despite the explicit nature of their music. Their music was upbeat, punchy, and fun. It was flirty and spontaneous.

The success of French singer-songwriter Serge Gainsbourg made the effects of the movement global, even if the term remained elusive. A yé yé mastermind, he orchestrated Gall’s career (and wrote “Les sucettes”)—the foremost yé yé performer who he dubbed the “French Lolita.” He also penned songs for Brigitte Bardot and Petula Clark. In Clark’s case, most noticeably through “Downtown,” which is known for its arguably racy undertones. Echoes of this particular movement even hit success in Japan, with the rise of a brand of “idols” or shibuya.

Performers like Jacqueline Taïeb managed to make a dent in Europe, by borrowing from The Who’s “My Generation” into her song, “7 heures du matin,”—a tune in which she vocally crushes on Paul McCartney. More interesting is how like pop stars today who struggle to evolve from their first album to their second, even these yé yé girls were out to carve out entire careers despite the gimmicky pretense of yé yé. A performer from Italy named Mina found herself trying to sell a “bad girl” image after taking some time off to get married and have a baby—both virtually death knells in the pop world, regardless of era. It’s an image struggle that someone like Madonna—who in her earliest days flirted with the Lolita image too—knows all too well.

Although many of these songs have been lost to time as kitschy detritus, the yé yé spirit still burns bright as ever. On American shores no less. If Gaga has made bubblegum pop a cool commodity again, another unlikely, hipster-friendly musician has picked up the yé yé torch and reinvigorated the genre. It’s here that French cross-over act Yelle’s 2007 album Pop-Up stands tall as a direct descendent of Gainsbourg’s labor of love in the ‘60s. It’s also here that Ke$ha, despite her déclassé approach to pop, owes her career to a parade of mod-styled naïfs.

–By Rohin Guha

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John Mayer spent the weekend partying and acting, well, less-than-gentlemanly. “He was drinking and saying vulgar things to the girls at the bar,” says a spy. Meanwhile, his ex, Jessica Simpson, struggled to hold back tears as she hit back at Mayer on an Oprah episode due to air this week. (Gatecrasher, Daily Mail)

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Lady Gaga shows off her latest Superwoman/robot-inspired outfit in London last night.

(Photo by Will Alexander/WENN.com)

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Lady Gaga’s on the cover of the April issue of Cosmopolitan, and if her granny panties aren’t enough to make you snatch it off the newsstand shelves, maybe some of the provocative content advertised inside will. If the coverlines are to be believed there will be lots of sex and love and some butt naked. Sounds like every issue of Cosmo to us.

What do you think? Will you be picking it up?

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