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Paroles : Magazine Blues

My baby lights a cigarette
Walking through the riverbed
Complaining how she don't want her hair wet
And I'm flipping through some magazine
Looking at all them pretty things
And wonder why it is we never met

And she's calling out to me, my friend
She's calling out to me again
And I hear that name like a conviction
But I stay, oh I stay
I always stay

And I'm restless, weary, all a mess
She's flauntin' in her new sundress
And telling me I'm worth the way I look
And I'm flipping through that magazine
Looking at all them pretty things
Just regrettin' all the chances I never took

And she's calling out to me, my friend
She's calling out to me again
And I hear that name like a conviction
But I stay, oh I stay
I always stay