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 sex 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 $%&^
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 drug
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 $%&^
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 $%&^
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