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Why are you selling dreams of who you wish you could be
A prince in all of the magazines
Theyd have no words for the man Ive seen
Talk real fast fore they see your face
And would they love you if they knew all the things we know
Weve got these images
We need them to be true
Not ready to believe were no more insecure than you
But then therere girls like me who sit appauled by what weve seen
We know the truth about you
Now youre the prince of all the magazines
That is a dangerous thing
But would they love you if they knew all the things that we know
Those Golden Boys
All a fraud dont believe their show
Would they love you if they knew all the things that we know
Golden Boy life aint a video
Place you in these robes and tell you youre the greatest man
And you believe and play your cards
Got dealt a winning hand
Dont you get tired of the show
The kissin ass of all the people that you wanna know
When I was young I thought you had it won
I saw you on T.V. you made life look fun
But then years go by and people grow
I realize its all a freak show
Girls like me dont need no bubblin mindstate thrown in my face
The way you goin aint gonna be no stroll in the sunshine
Cant turn it back now baby you gone and past that line
So give it on up now
What you gonna do
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