Lyrics
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)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
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)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown
Oh oh, look what you've done
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
(Photograph)
Joseph Thomas Elliott, Peter Andrew Willis, Richard John Cyril Allen, Richard Savage, Robert John Lange, Stephen Maynard Clark
BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.