from THE MAGAZINE

The Magazine

  • Rickie Lee Jones


    Homeboys calling from the corners
    Station to station for the Magazine
    But her pages are turning out the lights in the windows
    And all that you're reading is the Braille night

    I can't come out and play
    Paddy with the Precinct boys no more
    But you and me baby, we'll be lovers again
    But she's walking to the A, walking to the B,
    Walking to the C now...
    Where are you going?
    I'm just going with him...

    He could be anywhere
    I don't know where he is
    I know he's coming,
    I know he's coming to me
    It could be any day
    I will know right away
    I'll know he's coming, I'll know he's coming to me
    I'll know he's coming, I'll know he's coming to me  now...

    I don't think you know what you're doing
    I don't think you know that she'll make him cry
    Make my baby cry
    You break my heart, Carol.

    There's a flagboy calling
    "Danger, watch your back now"
    "Hey you, Flagboy,
    Let 'em come, let 'em come,"
    'Cuz I can see them there
    I can see them coming
    I can see it all now
    'Hey you, Flagboy
    Let 'em come,"

    They don't know where I am
    I could be anywhere
    I know they're coming
    I know they're coming to me
    It could be any day
    I will know right away
    I know they're coming...
    I know they're coming to me
    Everything's coming
    Everything's coming alive...

length: 4:42
vocals: Rickie Lee Jones
drums: Jeff Porcaro
bass: David Hungate
guitar: Dean Parks
percussion: Victor Feldman
strings arranged and conducted by: James Newton Howard

all that you're reading
          is the Braille night
.