The Kills

Magazine


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I took a little of the middle of a magazine
Wrote it out on a blank sheet
Signed my name and made the crease
It may be my greatest piece

I think I think it's gonna sell
Promise me you'll never tell
Trust me it will be a breeze
It's so easy to please

Ok stop, ok stop, ok, ok stop, ok stop, ok stop

Now everything's going really good
Since I left the neighborhood
Broken Window, no big deal
Most people think that I'm for real
I'm cool now I got the look
I think it's time to do a book
I read one that I really like
But it'll take some time to retype

Ok stop, ok stop, ok, ok stop, ok stop, ok stop
Ok stop, ok stop, ok, ok stop, ok stop, ok stop

So many parties to attend
I look great I can see no end
I think I think I got a steal
Everybody thinks that I'm for real

Ok stop, ok stop, ok, ok stop, ok stop, ok stop
Ok stop, ok stop, ok, ok stop, ok stop, ok stop