Julie Christie, the rumors are true   As the pages turn, my eyes are glued   To the movie star and his sordid life   Mr. X and his old-suffering wife   I spent so much time dreaming about Eleanor Bron   In my room with the curtains drawn   See her in the arms of Paul   Say it, I can say no more   As the music swells somehow stronger from adversity   Our hero finds his inner peace   So now I'm looking for a lucky charm   With a needle hanging out of its arm      As time goes by I know it's gonna happen   I know it's going away   Gonna take its toll, gonna take its toll   Gonna take my time   And I'm thinking about the way things are   And I'm thinking about the way things were   Thinking about Eleanor Bron   And I'm thinking about a lucky charm   And I'm thinking about the needle   Oh, I'm thinking about the needle   And I'm thinking about...