Photograph [Rough Mix Version]

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

I see your face every time I dream
On every page, every magazine
So wild and free so far from me
You're all I want, my fantasy

Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown
Oh oh, look what you've done

(Photograph)
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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, oh

You got some kinda hold on me
You're all wrapped up in mystery

Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown
Oh oh, look what you've done

(Photograph)
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Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown
Oh oh, look what you've done

(Photograph)
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