What good is a photograph of you
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Everytime I look at it
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It makes me feel blue
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What use is a souvenir
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Of something we once had
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When all it ever does is
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Make me feel bad
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I wish I could tear it up
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But then again I haven't the guts
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I wish I could throw it on the fire
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I wish I could
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But to say I would
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I'd be a liar
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What good is a colour print
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Of a little baby doll
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When just one little glance
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Is enough to make me feel dull
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I hoped I would misplace it
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But then I take such good care of it
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I wish it would disappear
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I say I wish
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But then I relish
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It being here
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A Photograph Of You
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| Depeche Mode |
