Tekstovi: Def Leppard. Pyromania. Photograph.

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 and 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, oh

You got some kinda hold on me
You're all wrapped up in mystery
So wild and 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, I gotta have you

Photograph
I don't want your photograph
I don't need your photograph
All I've got is a photograph, you've gone straight to my head

Oh, look what you've done to this rock n' roll clown
Oh oh, look what you've done, I gotta have you

Photograph
I don't want your photograph
I don't need your photograph
All I've got is a photograph, I wanna touch you

Photograph
Photograph
(Your photograph)
Photograph
Photograph
(I need only your )

Photograph
(I'm outta love)
Photograph
(I'm outta love)
Photograph
(You're the only one)

Photograph
(I wanna touch)