Lletres: Edie Brickell. The Ultimate Collection. Girl In A Magazine.

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Why don't you come up?
You could stay for an hour.
Why don't you come up? You could stay the whole night through.
Baby if you want you could just take a shower.
Do just what you want.
Baby, do what you want to do.
Hear it from the lips of the girl on the magazine.
You don't need a name -- I could just call you baby.
You don't need to talk.
Baby, I understand you.
Hear it from the lips of the girl on the magazine.
Hear it from the lips of the girl on the magazine.
I want you.
If I can get into your heart -- I can get into your apartment.
If I get into your apartment -- I can get into your bed.
If I get into your bed -- I can get into your hands.
Hear it from the lips of the girl on the magazine.
My interests are wide.
I like music and dancing.
My heart needs a beautiful man like you.
I want you.
I love you.
If I can get into your heart -- I can get into your apartment.
If I get into your apartment -- I can get into your bed.
If I get into your bed -- I can get into your hands.
Hear it from the lips of the girl on the magazine

(Thanks to Willem for these lyrics)