Song Lyrics
Staring back at me from the cover of a magazine, and i m not getting roped in Magazine, picking you up just to put you down again
Thoughts that aren t mine keep running through, thunder thighs keep reaching for the measuring tape Sløtface, patti smith would never put up with this shit
patti smith would never put up with this shit
Now i got you, but you re the habit i can t shake, patti smith would never put up with this shit
Staring back at me from the cover of a magazine, patti smith would never put up this shit
staring back at me from the cover of a magazine
Patti smith would never put up with this shit, patti smith would never put up with this shit
Staring back at me from the cover of a magazine, patti smith would never put up with this shit, now i got you
Staring back at me from the cover of a magazine, staring back at me from the cover of a magazine, now i got you
what the hell is an it-girl anyway
Staring back at me from the cover of a magazine, i think i m done with this part
now i got you woo hoo ooh
Now i got you, staring back at me from the cover of a magazine, how do i get it
Now i got you, now i got you
Now i got you, and i m not getting roped in, now i got you
Now i got you, i think i m done with this part
And i m not getting roped in, now i got you woo hoo ooh
staring back at me from the cover of a magazine
Patti smith would never put up with this shit, and i m not getting roped in
And i m not getting roped in, thunder thighs keep reaching for the measuring tape