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