Girl that's in a magazine, Do you know what you're doing? You told me that you were free, Do you know what you're doing? This is not a jealous song,
Written by Babyface Fue de la chica de aquella revista que me enamore En mi bolsillo su foto escondida Para siempre guarde Y yo me sentia un hombre
she would call Crying her eyes out She had an obsession with me I was the love of her life And she was all mine Chrous: The girl in the Life magazine
This can't be real So tell me what's the deal This something about this WOOOOOOOH YEAAAAH OH YEAHH OOOOOOOOOOOH [Chorus:] I felt in love with this girl from a magazine
baby. You don't need to talk. Baby, I understand you. Hear it from the lips of the girl on the magazine. Hear it from the lips of the girl on the magazine
leave me here to drown with him feel I'm forced to fight this wave of surrounding tears it appears a lost soul was washed away by the years trace a couse
Magazine, you mean so much to me I trust in every word you speak Magazine, I've seen the turnarounds Words of wisdom for the week/weak I feel stronger
Today summer day Warm and green and grey Wake up in the morning making love to me Old man, lover child How do you keep that smile In the rain and in
Ain't got no trouble in my life No foolish dream to make me cry I'm never frightened or worried You know I always get by. I heat up I cool down Something
Once in a life We lived in a sanctuary A song could get us free Slept behind the altar Only the singer saw Now it is gone, years on Times we took alone
a velvet garden of rhinestone stars Shine down on me satin queen, overlords of insane scenes They go dancing cross the pages of the magazine Typewriter
Well- you can have me all the time Or you can never come my way But Mother Earth is waiting for you There's a debt you've got to pay I don't care how
Come on down from the top of the mountain, flowing Doin' the slow slide into town, keep on going Darkness dancers get down, heavily hoping Stroking the
No I can't forget this evening or your face as you were leaving but I guess that's just the way the story goes you always smile but in your eyes your
The doctor said "Come back again next week, I think that you need me." All she did was cry She wanted to die "Doctor when can you see me?" There's a
I saw your face In a pretty magazine You don't even know What you are and what you've seen Why do you lie? Do you need to fill us fear? What's it to
pour la fille a l?interieur? Que j?ai decoupe la photo dans Vogue le magazine, j?ai decoupe la photo de mon heroine J?ai decoupe la photo dans Vogue le magazine
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