Tom Courtenay

Julie Christie

The rumors are true

As the pages turn

My eyes are glued

To the movie star

And his sordid life

Mr X

His old suffering wife

I spent so much time

Dreaming about Eleanor Bron

In my room with the curtains drawn

See her in the arms of Paul

Say it I can say no more

As the music swells somehow stronger from adversity

Our hero finds his inner peace

So now I'm looking for a lucky charm

With a needle hanging out of it's arm

Time goes by I know it's gonna happen

I know it's going away

Gonna take it's toll

Gonna take it's toll

Gonna take my time

And I'm thinking about the way things are

Thinking about Eleanor Bron

I'm thinking about the needle

Oh I'm thinking about the needle

I'm thinking about