Lyrics:
I was born for your magazines
For your magazines
I am trapped in the society page
Of your magazines
Of your magazines
I don't know what it means
men died
Magazines of gun, magazines of gun
Magazines of gun magazines of gun
Ok now, go
All right
If we could fight the good fight
If we could fight
All the things I read come from magazines
My concentration never was what it might have been
And I know that I'm impatient but there isn't really
There's a magazine called sunset
And a tape machine that won't let
Me ever forget this impossible longing for you
Let's take a map across your
Young nigga playin' with magazines
Fuckin' on bitches and magazines
We on front page of the magazine
Read about 'em in the magazine
Pull up
stronger every day
Well, yeah, pictures of you
I cut them out, baby
Give me the long faced girl on the magazine
Show me the white Rolls Royce in
She is my drama queen
She is so wild and reckless
She is my drama queen
She dangles from her necklace
Daddy's little bundle of joy
Out of a magazine
of a magazine
Everyone’s drama queen
Is old enough to bleed now
She is my drama queen
Her life is now unfolding
There goes my drama queen
What do you
don't use tissues or his sleeve
He don't use napkins or any of these
He uses magazines
Magazines
Magazines
Magazines
I know a girl who reminds me
want to be on T.V.
Started out in sixty four
Gonna be an omnivore
Want to make people dance
Gonna take off my pants
On a magazine
Gonna have some free
She smiled at me
From the pages of a magazine
Pure fantasy
From an advertising figurine
She's playing she's teasing
She's everything you'd wish for
don't use tissues or his sleeve
He don't use napkins or any of these
He uses magazines
Magazines
Magazines
Magazines
I know a girl who reminds me
And you don't have to eat it, eat it
To buy it is to feed it, feed it
So why do we keep foolin' ourselves
Just because you read it in a magazine
Sounds like a hit smells like a pit
What r we gonna do wit all of their money
I like magazines
I like jukebox machines
And all the lyrics to this
in a magazine, ohh-oh
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets
Hey kids, plug into the faithless
Maybe they're blinded
But Bennie makes them ageless
We shall
faces painted over with those magazine smiles
Heading out to somewhere won't be back for a while
Sweet seduction in a magazine
Endless pleasure in a limousine
In the back shakes a tambourine
Nicotine from a silver screen
Sweet seduction in
in a magazine, ohh-oh
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets
Hey kids, plug into the faithless
Maybe they're blinded
But Bennie makes them ageless
We shall
深山沟的一棵柿子树下
年轻壮丁们已去了南方
大爷呀大妈呀
过着夏天
突然来了文化宣传员
带着二手杂志给群众看
男人装 play boy
小山村的夏天刹那间翻了天
嘿 magazine
何时才能登上封面
宣传员
站在好多大蜜前面 magazine
布满报刊亭便利店 magazine
老人儿青年儿
because nothing matters in the self obsessive age
where they dare you not to notice
but it's everywhere in shocking colour on the page
In the magazine
to help him
This drowning man will bite it right off
Right off , Right off , Right off..
He's selling faster than a magazine
Infect us all with his TV
the scene and
I can see the magazines
I can hear the nation
I can hear the nation cry
You will set the world babe
You will set the world on fire
You
We've got our own magazine, magazine, magazine.
We've got our own magazine made for you.
"In the Little Baby Bum activity magazine, your little one
What is life?
Did you read about it
In a magazine?
Love is really you
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