Huh! I'm outta luck, outta 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 Oh 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