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I left home at the age of 13 with a fist full 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 make sacrifices everybody's got their vices. Some girls got class and some girls got dreams some girls are sweet as a ripe nectarine 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'd tell you I'd live in a dirty magazine yes sir I would live in a dirty magazine a dirty magazine, a dirty magazine |