I got her picture up on the wall 
She's the type of girl who don't care at all 
If your arm or toung's haning out 
Oh no I don't mind if people are haning around 

Don't talk  when it's under your breath, 
Sing it loud like you wanna confess 
Is she for real, it's so hard to tell 
Yeah she just smiles and her picture sells 

She gets a rise 
It gets me high 
It's not enough when the feeling makes me buzz
You know my heart is on my sleave 
My heart is on my sleave 
But when you're as cool as a brease 
They call you king of magazines 

 I like love when it feels like a [bad word] 
Getting high of the shot of a mug 
Only night gotta steel away, 
No one notices if we live today 

Shake your tale feathers show what you got 
Centerfold know we know she's hot 
Two tickets is all that we need 
If I'm a band honey, she's the scene 

She gets a rise 
It gets me high 
It's not enough when the feeling makes me buzz
You know my heart is on my sleave 
My heart is on my sleave 
But when you're cool as a brease 
They call you king of magazines 

She gets a rise 
It gets me high 
It's not enough when the feeling makes me buzz
You know my heart is on my sleave 
My heart is on my sleave 
But when you're cool as a brease 
They call you king of magazines