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She doesn't need money
She doesn't need diamonds
She's lookin' for pretty things
She doesn't want romance
She doesn't need finance
She's looking for rendezvous
But every time she's going down
She never looks around
I'll wait and watch her with my
lens until she brings the curtain down
'There behind the keyhole'
with my fisheye
I'm back in the darkroom
I'm covered in fixer
I'm making a photograph
I'll send her some postcards
In glorious colour
I'm keeping the negatives
I'll form a letter from the news
With different type from different lines
I'll tell the world about her
I'll mail the People and the Times
'Oo it'll be so scandalous
For the both of them
But mainly her'
She showed them her husband
He ordered a dozen
He thought they were fabulous
The one with the --------------
The two of the ----------------
And three of the --------------

He sold her to Hefner
Who put her in Playboy
He gave her a centre-fold
I made a real blunder
She made it in movies
I made her a superstar

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If you want love to stay
Don't give all your secrets away
It's not the fashion
But hold back your passion 

Don't - open your heart, no
Don't - share all your dreams in one night, no
Don't - tell the whole story
Why should you hurry? 

You don't want love to leave
So don't wear your heart on your sleeve
It's not a crime to
Give her some time and 

Don't - drive her away, no
Don't - love isn't built in a day, no
Don't - let it grow stronger
Feed in the hunger 

Hold back your passion 

You're not an open book
So don't let her take just one look
Under the cover
Let her discover 

Don't - stop the surprising, no
Don't - take all the mystery out of it, no
Don't - put out the fire
Kill her desire 

Don't - open your heart, no
Don't - share all your dreams in one night, no
Don't - tell the whole story
Why should you hurry? 

Don't -
Don't -
Don't -
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