Текст песни
cause photographs do not complain
my eyes are open
I am a glossy photograph, but i shall never grow old, my lips are parted
You can look at me for hours, but some think that i am better, but my heart is missing
Carefully printed and neatly cut, i am a glossy photograph Amanda, from the page of a magazine
Overexposed and well blown up, i won t mind
but i shall never grow old
I am appearing by the magic, you can look at me for hours
Of a nikon automatic, and my color has been processed
my breasts are round
Cause photographs do not complain, from the page of a magazine
I m a photograph, cause photographs do not complain
but some think that i am better
but i shall never grow old
But they re not for kissing, but they re not for kissing, my eyes are open
Fear lurking behind a face, and my color has been processed
But i m not listening, but i m not listening Lear, my lips are parted
From the page of a magazine, cause photographs do not complain, my breasts are round
My breasts are round, fear lurking behind a face
And my color has been processed, you can look at me for hours
But cameras always erase, you can look at me for hours, overexposed and well blown up
But i m not listening, of course i am a bit retouched
I won t mind, but cameras always erase
Of course i am a bit retouched, i won t mind Amanda, but they re not for kissing
But i m not listening, overexposed and well blown up
but i m not listening