Gary Myrick - Glamorous Lyrics
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Glamorous
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What Are The Lyrics For Glamorous By Gary Myrick?
She will live for her image
She will die for the money She will coo for the right man She will pray for her sins She will dance for a penny She will laugh, she will grin She will beg for forgiveness She's the original sin Glamorous all of us Glamorous all of us Glamorous all of us Glamorous, li di di He can drive a Rolls Royce Crashed while combing his hair He can drink and snort cocaine All the people stare We will live for today It's a stage that we're going through Are we fashionably late For our own funeral? Glamorous all of us Glamorous all of us Glamorous all of us Glamorous Glamorous all of us Glamorous all of us Glamorous all of us Glamorous, li di di You are the prettiest girl In the parking lot I'm sorry that I mentioned it Maybe you're not You're standing on my feet Don't let anybody see You can hurt me back at my place For a reasonable fee Love is alive and well Write the address down I'll meet you on Main Street In any American town You don't have to say it twice I think you're very nice Never mind if it's fiction or fact I said never mind I take it all back Glamorous all of us Glamorous all of us Glamorous all of us |
Who Wrote Glamorous By Gary Myrick?
Micaiah Abdul Raheem, Jamal F. Jones, Christopher Brian Bridges, Elvis L. Jr. Williams, William Adams, Stacy Ferguson
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What's The Duration Of The Glamorous By Gary Myrick?The duration of Glamorous is 4:04 minutes and seconds. |
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