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I was looking at the black and white world |
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It seemed so exciting |
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If you'd only put me back to back with that girl |
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When the night's inviting |
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With just a little lighting |
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There'll never be days like that again |
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When I was just a boy and men were men |
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You never go from moment to moment |
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You're the living double of a single fiction |
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You're very colourful with your compliments |
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As you feel the finger's friction |
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It's a freeze-frame |
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Still it's real life |
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You don't want to look |
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Cause you've seen the film and you've read the book |
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I was looking at the black and white world |
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Trying to name some pin-up |
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Those days she was just a beautiful girl |
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Now she's framed and hung up |
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I thought she was young |
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Up until I saw her last night in close detail |
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Though they all fade away when you're so pale |
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It's more than just a physical attraction |
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It starts with a face and ends up a fixation |
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But you're never gonna feel a fraction |
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Of the way it used to work on your imagination |
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When you were looking at the black and white world... |