Lost in pictures, baby I'm   Lost and found   Reminiscing 'bout my teens   It's a postcard scene from Kona Town      Sitting in my hotel room   Ooh, on a cold London afternoon   My glass is red, oh   Staring out my window      Over the streets, oh   There's a cool breeze, I freeze   Sit back in my seat   The radio is painted blue      And it's crying, the bed's too big with out you   Now that I'm done, now that I'm   Do you remember those songs   That kept us all night long?      Slowly rocking you all the time   Baby, put on your 45 and let it take over      You got the love that I want, girl   Right on top, oh, just in oh, 45   My partner in cry, yeah   I'll just steal the rest of you      Like a bee, don't leave   Until my hands are on you   Now that you're gone   Now that you are      Do you remember those songs   That kept us all night long?      Slowly rocking you all the time   Baby, put on your 45 and let it take over   Won't you take over   Won't you take over