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(kinky friedman)



Well, Im here to say I got turned away from studio 54

Back to neon lights and lonely nights and saw-dust on the floor

And if she ever loved me, she dont love me anymore,

And if anyone should ask me, heres who Im singing for:



For the people who read people magazine,

For the soap opera lovers, for the home-town bowling team,

For everybody everywhere whos ever lost a dream,

For the people who read people who read people magazine.



Now if youre too new york for texas, too texas for l.a.

You been chasing trends like rainbow ends but youre always just a song away

And if the white house wouldnt have ya, play in every little honky-tonk and bar

The good lord made the heavens, ah but he never made a star.



No, its the people who read people magazine,

Its the soap opera lovers, its the home-town bowling team,

Its everybody everywhere whos ever lost a dream,

For the people who read people who read people magazine.



And to tell you the truth this telephone booth gets lonesome in the rain,

But son, Im 21 in nashville and Im 43 in maine.

And when your mama gets home, would you tell her I phoned, itd take a life-time to explain

That Im a country-picker with a bumper-sticker that says: god bless john wayne.



And bless the people who read people magazine,

Bless the soap opera lovers, bless the home-town bowling team,

Bless everybody everywhere whos ever lost a dream,

For the people who read people who read people magazine.

Bless the people who read people who read people magazine.

(kinky friedman)



Well, Im here to say I got turned away from studio 54

Back to neon lights and lonely nights and saw-dust on the floor

And if she ever loved me, she dont love me anymore,

And if anyone should ask me, heres who Im singing for:



For the people who read people magazine,

For the soap opera lovers, for the home-town bowling team,

For everybody everywhere whos ever lost a dream,

For the people who read people who read people magazine.



Now if youre too new york for texas, too texas for l.a.

You been chasing trends like rainbow ends but youre always just a song away

And if the white house wouldnt have ya, play in every little honky-tonk and bar

The good lord made the heavens, ah but he never made a star.



No, its the people who read people magazine,

Its the soap opera lovers, its the home-town bowling team,

Its everybody everywhere whos ever lost a dream,

For the people who read people who read people magazine.



And to tell you the truth this telephone booth gets lonesome in the rain,

But son, Im 21 in nashville and Im 43 in maine.

And when your mama gets home, would you tell her I phoned, itd take a life-time to explain

That Im a country-picker with a bumper-sticker that says: god bless john wayne.



And bless the people who read people magazine,

Bless the soap opera lovers, bless the home-town bowling team,

Bless everybody everywhere whos ever lost a dream,

For the people who read people who read people magazine.

Bless the people who read people who read people magazine.

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