Gotta photograph of you  
You’re too much  
You’re the only one I wanna touch  
I see your face every time I dream
 
I’d be your lover if you were there  
Such a mare, you got style  
You got some kinda hold on me  
You’re all wrapped up in mystery  
So wild so free and far from me  
You’re all I want, my fantasy
 
OOOHHH, look what you’ve done to this drunken fool  
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  
It’s not enough!  
PHOTOGRAPH  
You’ve gone straight to my head!  
PHOTOGRAPH  
I’ve gotta have you!  
PHOTOGRAPH  
I’ve gotta touch you!