Julie Christie, the rumors are true As the pages turn, my eyes are glued To the movie star and his sordid life Mr. X and his old-suffering wife I spent so much time dreaming about Eleanor Bron In my room with the curtains drawn See her in the arms of Paul Say it, I can say no more As the music swells somehow stronger from adversity Our hero finds his inner peace So now I'm looking for a lucky charm With a needle hanging out of its arm As time goes by I know it's gonna happen I know it's going away Gonna take its toll, gonna take its toll Gonna take my time And I'm thinking about the way things are And I'm thinking about the way things were Thinking about Eleanor Bron And I'm thinking about a lucky charm And I'm thinking about the needle Oh, I'm thinking about the needle And I'm thinking about...