there I'll be hitting all the spots that you ain't even know was there Ha and you all ain't even have to ask twice You can have my heart or we can share
I'll dance without fear Dance without senses no message I hear Dance without sleeping I'll dance till I'm numb Dance till I think I can overcome The eyes on a magazine
Men Reading fashion Magazines' oh what A world it is, I'll take it to the Heart everSince we feLL in Love from the Start, I'll Pick you up And Kiss you
that you were pretty Like in the magazine And so you left your hometown To try out for the part There everybody's pretty little angels With a pretty little heart
which is just exactly cool Well all right Heaven help the fool Heaven help the fool Got a place in Malibu Like you never seen Picking out your lady friend From Penthouse magazine
If I never saw you You'd still live in my dreams Calling out from stages And music magazines ?If I were a painter You'd be green and gold Carved out of
A passenger traveling quietly conceals himself With a magazine and a sleepless pillow Over the crest of the mountain the moon begins it's climb And he
Mmm mmm Mmm mmm Mmm mmm Mmm mmm Yesterday was not a good day I went to the doctor to hear the news He had the nerve to call me crazy Deranged, a victim
a man could want Got a bank account bigger than the law should allow Still I'm lonely now Pretty faces from the covers of the magazines From their covers
frontin' You say you got this but we don't see nothin' And people if you feel me get this ho shit jumpin' So don't believe e'rythin' you hear Just like
gets a little nervous [Incomprehensible] Scare what they would say What they would talk about if they knew Heard her sing a song Knew that she would write about it It's all in the magazine
' they gums, do he be clappin' and shootin' guys Actor or a movie star, rapper revolutionized What is his race nation or creed? Is he Arabic, Black, Latin, Asian they read Magazines
chorus) I've Been Lonely I've Been Waiting For You I'm Pretending And Thats All I Can Do The Love I'm Sending Ain't Making It Through To Your Heart
sleepless night And took me on a 3-D flight We went to outer space The sky became a movie screen Our bodies moved in and out the galaxy She took my heart
Looking for a ladder In the stratosphere So I can be happy Let my problems melt away Stranded on a plane With a cigarette Carry my heart Like a soldier
rap, Mr. Author I feel no Vibe, whatchu readin'? The magazine says the girl should have went solo The guys should stop rappin' vanish like Menudo Took it to the heart
) Girl come to me The only broken-hearted loser You'll ever need Or I'll be left alone forever with my magazines Come to me The only broken-hearted
of the bones you break Break them again, yeah Weighing the heart (let 'em wait) Sinking our teeth into (let 'em lie) Her wants of life (here we are) In magazines