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Cover of Rolling Stone

A Well we are big rock singers, we’ve got golden fingers
And we’re loved everywhere we go E
We sing about beauty and we sing about truth
At ten thousand dollars a show A
We take all kind of pills to give us all kind of thrills
But the thrill we’ve never known D
E Is the thrill that’ll get you when you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone A

E Rolling Stone Wanna see my picture on the cover
A Rolling Stone Wanna buy five copies for my mother
E Rolling Stone Wanna see my smilin’ face
On the D cover of the Rolling A Stone

I’ve got a freaky old lady name o’ Cocaine Katy
Who embroiders on my jeans
I’ve got my poor old gray-haired Daddy
Drivin’ my limousine
Now it’s all designed to blow our minds
But our minds won’t really be blown
Like the blow that’ll get you when you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

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We got a lot of little teenage blue-eyed groupies
Who do anything we say
We got a genuine Indian guru
He’s teachin’ us a better way
We got all the friends that money can buy
So we never have to be alone
And we keep gettin’ richer but we can’t get our picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

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