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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Dirty Magazine”

• I left home at the age of thirteen With a fistful of cash and a dirty magazine Now, I never cared for the things that I seen I just want to be in a dirty magazine Everyone makes sacrifices, everybody's got their vices Some girls got class and some girls got dreams Some girls as sweet as a ripe nectarine Well, I got no big plans and I ain't no beauty queen I just want to be in a dirty magazine Can you speak of my disgraces? Look at all the smiling faces I've been in a gutter, been in a latrine I've been in the back of a black limosine I've been just about everywhere in between And if I had the choice to live dirty or clean I tell you I'd live in a dirty magazine Yes, sir, I would live in a dirty magazine A dirty magazine, a dirty magazine

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