Huh!

I'm outa luck, outa 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 so 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 - I don't want your

Photograph - I don't need your

Photograph - all I've got is a photograph

But it's not enough

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 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'n'roll clown

Oh oh, look what you've done

[Repeat chorus]

You've gone straight to my head