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    I'm outta luck, outta love
    Got a photograph, picture of
    Passion killer, you're too much
    You're the only one I wanna touch

    I see your face everytime I dream
    On every page, every magazine
    So wild, so free, so far from me
    You're all I want, my fantasy
    Oh, look what you've done to this rock and roll clown
    Oh, look what you've done

    Photograph, I don't want your
    Photograph, I don't need your
    Photograph, all I've got is a photograph
    But it's not enough

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    I'd be your lover, if you were there
    Put your hurt on me if you dare
    Such a woman, you got style
    You make every man feel like a child

    You got some kinda hold on me
    You're all wrapped up in a mystery
    So wild, so free, so far from me
    You're all I want, my fantasy
    Oh, look what you've done to this rock and roll clown
    Oh, look what you've done

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    You've gone straight to my head

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