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King Of Magazines

I got her picture up on my wall

She's the type of girl who don't care at all

If she's on your arm all tongue's hangin' out

I don't mind if people hangin' aroundDon't talk sex when it's under your breath

Say it loud like you wanna confess

Is she for real? It's so hard to tell

Yeah, she just smiles and her picture sellsShe gets a rise, it gets me high

It's not enough when the feelin' makes me buzzYou know my heart is on my sleeve

My heart is on my sleeve

But when you're cool as a breeze

They call you king of magazinesI like love when it feels like a drug

Gettin' high off the shot of her mug

Her and I gotta steal away

No one notices if we leave todayShake a tailfeather, show what you got

Centerfold or not we know she's hot

Two tickets is all that we need

If I'm the band, honey, she's a scene, yeahShe gets a rise, it gets me high

It's not enough when the feelin' makes me buzzYou know my heart is on my sleeve

My heart is on my sleeve

But when you're cool as a breeze

They call you king of magazinesShe gets a rise, it gets me high

It's not enough when the feelin' makes me buzzYou know my heart is on my sleeve

My heart is on my sleeve

But when you're cool as a breeze

They call you king of magazinesYou know my heart is on my sleeve

My heart is on my sleeve

But when you're cool as a breeze

They call you king of magazines

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