Lyrics

On the cover of a magazine Are you really who you say you mean to be Or just a pretty portrait of yourself I'm blind before the flash I promise not to If a picture is just a picture Why is it such a fixture in mind In mind She got enough way Before I could even say to One Two Three One two three At the end of my favorite TV show You were there, you ought to know For just a wooden version of this otherwise despicable son Right before the flash You promised not to laugh As I expect you to do If a picture is just a picture Why is it such a fixture in mind In mind I've gotten away Before she even could too One Two Three One two three If a picture's just as picture Why is it such a fixture in my mind