Picture me, on a postcard
Picture me, on a magazine
Call me
On my private number
You’ve got my photograph
On your bedroom wall
Picture me (Cause everybody wants her)
On a postcard (She makes them smile)
Picture me (And everybody needs her)
On a magazine (Once in a while)
Call me (Cause everybody wants her)
On my private number (She makes them smile)
You’ve got my photograph (And everybody needs her)
On your bedroom wall (Once in a while)
She is wanted, she is smart
She’ll make you special
She’s got it down to an art
She don’t argue, she’s on time
She is available
She’ll make you feel fine
She is wanted, she is smart
She’ll make you special
She’s got it down to an art
She don’t argue, she’s on time
She is available
She’ll make you feel fine
She is wanted, she is smart
She’ll make you special
She’s got it down to an art
She don’t argue, she’s on time
She is available
She’ll make you feel fine
Picture me (Cause everybody wants her)
On a postcard (She makes them smile)
Picture me (And everybody needs her)
On a magazine (Once in a while)
Picture me
Picture me
Picture me
Picture me
Picture me
Picture me
Picture me
Picture me
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