| Let’s get some frames exposed
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| Shed your staples and your clothes
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| Now give me all you’ve got to give, positive and negative
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| F-stops and G-strings, two of my favourite things
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| I don’t want to join in
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| And here you must be joking
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| I just want to photograph you
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| Where have you been all my life
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| I don’t want you for my wife
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| I like to look, and you look great, in 5 by 4 or 10 by 8
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| On the page, you are my muse
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| In my owns, you have no use
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| You’d better stay under the bed
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| Or in the dark of my darkroom instead
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| Because I just want to photograph you
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| Photographs don’t hug you
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| Photographs don’t get old
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| Photographs, photographs, photographs do as they are told
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| All the things I said I do, I never could have done
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| Because I’ve already shot my loads
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| And let me load another one
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| You don’t like my attitude?
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| Well I, I only like you when you’re nude
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| No, I don’t want you to be real
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| Too much hard work does not appeal
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| No, I just want to photograph you |