I'm outta luck, outta love   Gotta photograph, picture of   Passion killer, you're too much   You're the only one I wanna touch   I see your face every time I dream   On every page, every magazine   So wild so free so far from me   You're all I want, my fantasy      Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown   Oh Oh, 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   But it's not enough      I'd be your lover, if you were there   Put your hurt on me, if you dare   Such a woman, you got style   You make every man feel like a child   You got some kinda hold on me   You're all wrapped up in mystery   So wild so free so far from me   You're all I want, my fantasy      Oh, Look what you've done to this rock'n'roll clown   Oh Oh, Look what you've done      [Repeat chorus]      You've gone straight to my head