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