She doesn't want no silly things.
I'd waste my time on diamond rings.
And If I told her I was thinking about buying her some bling.
She'd take me down to Glamour Kills,
cause that's what really makes her sing.
And all the girls, girls, girls,
they be walking around,
they wear their Glamour Kills.
And all the boys they be shouting, they say,
"Hey! Hey! Glamour Kills!"
They be shouting they say,
"Hey! Hey! Glamour Kills!"
And all the boys,boys,boys,
they be walking around,
they wear their Glamour Kills.
And all the girls they be shouting, they say,
"Hey! Hey! Glamour Kills!"
They be shouting they say,
"Whoa! Glamour Kills! Whoa! Glamour Kills! Whoa!"
And you hit me with a "Drop top, skate shops, GK with my flip flops, hip-hop, punk & pop, stayin' up 'till five o'clock"
"In the sand holding hands, listening to your favorite bands,
The Bay State, and Marky Mark, GK party after dark!"
And all the girls, girls, girls,
they be walking around,
they wear their Glamour Kills.
And all the boys they be shouting, they say,
"Hey! Hey! Glamour Kills!"
They be shouting they say,
"Hey! Hey! Glamour Kills!"
And all the boys,boys,boys,
they be walking around,
they wear their Glamour Kills.
And all the girls they be shouting, they say,
"Hey! Hey! Glamour Kills!"
They be shouting they say,
"Whoa! Glamour Kills! Whoa! Glamour Kills! Whoa!"
All the boys go walking by, and they try to catch my eye.
They say girl you're looking fly, they want to take me for a ride.
Boy you know I've got the moves, and if I want I'll make you move.
I give you thrills, I give you chills, it's my Glamour and it Kills.
And all the girls, girls, girls,
they be walking around,
they wear their Glamour Kills.
And all the boys they be shouting, they say,
"Hey! Hey! Glamour Kills!"
They be shouting they say,
"Hey! Hey! Glamour Kills!"
And all the boys,boys,boys,
they be walking around,
they wear their Glamour Kills.
And all the girls they be shouting, they say,
"Hey! Hey! Glamour Kills!"
They be shouting they say,
"Whoa! Glamour Kills! Whoa! Glamour Kills! Whoa!"
And all the girls, girls, girls,
they be walking around,
they wear their Glamour Kills.
And all the boys they be shouting, they say,
"Hey! Hey! Glamour Kills!"
They be shouting they say,
"Hey! Hey! Glamour Kills!"
And all the boys,boys,boys,
they be walking around,
they wear their Glamour Kills.
And all the girls they be shouting, they say,
"Hey! Hey! Glamour Kills!"
They be shouting they say,
"Whoa! Glamour Kills! Whoa! Glamour Kills! Whoa!"
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