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I'm outta luck, outta love. |
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Gotta photograph, picture of. |
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Passion killer, you're too much. |
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You're the only one I wanna touch. |
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I see your face every time I dream; |
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In every page of a magazine. |
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So wild an' free; so far from me: |
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You're all I want, my fantasy. |
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Oh, oh, look what you've done to this crowd. |
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Oh, oh, look what you've done. |
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I gotta have you: |
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(Photograph.) I don't want your: |
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(Photograph.) I don't need your: |
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(Photograph.) |
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All I've got is a photograph. |
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I'd be your lover, if you were there. |
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Put your hurt on me, if you dare. |
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Someone, you got style, |
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You make everyone feel like a child. |
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Oh, you got some kinda hold on me. |
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You're all wrapped up in mystery. (Mystery.) |
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So wild an' free; so far from me: |
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You're all I want, my fantasy. |
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Oh, oh, look what you've done to this crowd. |
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Oh, oh, look what you've done. |
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I gotta have you: |
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(Photograph.) I don't want your: |
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(Photograph.) I don't need your: |
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(Photograph.) |
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All I've got is a photograph. |
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I'm not in in love. |
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I'm not attached: (Photograph.) |
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You're only one. (Photograph.) |
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I'm not attached. |
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(Photograph.) |
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(Photograph.) |
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(Photograph.) |
