I fell in love with the girl in the picture
That I used to keep
Carried her round in the back of my pocket
She was always with me
I imagine that I was a man of importance
And she had a fancy for me
And I use to dream she would call
Crying her eyes out
She had an obsession with me
I was the love of her life
And she was all mine
The first time I we met in an aisle
At the market
She was staring at me
I knew even then we would share
Something special
And it was like chemistry
I fell in love from the moment I saw her
So I took her straight home with me
And that’s where I’d dream
She would step right out of the picture
And spend a whole evening with me
And oh how she hated to go
Back to her picture
All of my friends used to laugh
Said I was certifiably mad
Till the day she came
And she blew them away
And asked me if I’d be her man
It seems that she went and fell
In love with my letters
Says she’s been looking for me
So the story ends well
We end up together
The girl in the Life magazine
Love is an Adjective and believe me sunshine, I’m a man of my word.
You and our “future-lings” will be just fine.
The most important thing is that you remember that I love you babes.