Rich Kids (Post-Punk)
Rich Kids (Post-Punk)
Rich Kids (Post-Punk)
Rich Kids (Post-Punk)
Rich Kids (Post-Punk)
Rich Kids (Post-Punk)
Rich Kids (Post-Punk)
Rich Kids (Post-Punk)
Rich Kids (Post-Punk)
Rich Kids (Post-Punk)
Don’t want you blowing smoke all over the place
Don’t wanna see you putting cream on your face
You leave all your clothes lying around
And since you moved here, you drink all my beer
Don’t want you cosmopolitans on my shelf
Don’t want to see you glamorizing yourself
Don’t wanna hear you sing my songs out of tune
I wish you’d go home, and leave me alone
I gonna put you in the picture (x3)
I wish you’d go from here, let’s make it loud and clear
I gonna put you in the picture (x3)
My house is not you’re home
Get out, I want to live alone
You’ve scratched my albums, and you broke my HI FI
You didn’t like it when my friends all dropped by
You let the tear flow when I meet other girls
You get aggressive, much too possessive
Don’t want you cosmopolitans on my shelf
Don’t want to see you glamorizing yourself
Don’t wanna hear you sing my songs out of tune
I wish you’d go home, and leave me alone
I gonna put you in the picture (x3)
I wish you’d go from here, let’s make it loud and clear
I gonna put you in the picture (x3)
My house is not you’re home
Get out, I want to live alone
I gonna put you in the picture (x3)
I wish you’d go from here, let’s make it loud and clear
I gonna put you in the picture (x3)
Put You in the Picture was written by Midge Ure.
Put You in the Picture was produced by Mick Ronson.