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
: 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
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
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
Your kiss, your kiss will be the ultimate Your kiss, your kiss You walked in Indie rock used to be dirty pop Could you be everything; My rise and my
Sie war in der Leipziger Strasse in einem Modesalon. ein Sprühteufel keck und voll Rasse sie hatte Chic und Facon. Und eines Tages hat er sie entdeckt
With a pawnshop eyes and a second hand frown she sat silent at the table Her boots were brown, should she leave town To play the role of lover ex-patriot
that easy, it aint that easy it aint that easy, but it aint so hard Hopin' out the maserati All I see is paparazzi Snapping pictures for the Front cover of a magazine
Go inside, for your finest inspiration Your dreams will open the door It makes no difference if you're black or white If you're a boy or a girl If the
I'm more than just Your average girl I'd like to turn me up And show the world Aw, yea 'Cuz some can talk the talk But this girl just wants to rock I
Orlando Bloom?) Hear your songs on the radio Livin' two lives is a little weird But school's cool cuz nobody knows Yea you get to be a small town girl
I see you) Girl in the club wit me (Come over her let me talk to you For a minute, yeah, I wanna tell you something) Girl you need to be in magazines
[verse 1] I read of all the magazines while waiting around. you said you couldnt wait to see me, but you got stuck in town so turn off the phone now were
caught in the cross-fire mix (Ice-T) while whole crews flash they fo-fo's in the flicks Magazine after magazine gets stomped in the street Late night
and no joke Half of 'em broke and none of 'em smoke I got into this hip-hop game Just to try to get a girl and get some light-weight fame There'd never
bitch, nah, better yet a dumb broad And I bet I can fuck the world and make it come hard Yeah, you boys is washed up And I'm shittin' on 'em like two girls
I was a DJ Two, one, yep, three S N, double O, P D O, double G I can't fake it, just break it and when I take it See I specialize in making all the girls
[A-Dot:] Oh, oh, oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh, ooooooh...you ready? [Verse 1:] [Mitchel:] She sees the girls in the magazines Shining on the tv screen Wishing