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I'm pickin' up a new vibe

It's nothing too much

Antenna says I may be losing my touch

I'm hanging round a bee-hive

Feeling the buzz

It's hard to explain let's say it's simply because

I like the rough

Much more than these smooth…

…Pictures of you

They're too good to be true

So I'm trusting my eyes again

These cameras never lie

Giving up a day job

Working at night

You're looking so fine in that cool amber light

You're running with a new mob

Working the crowd

The final result? Oh should make you proud

Forgive me asking, I can't help saying

But what you got there, thе price you're paying

In the light of day, what do I see

For what it's worth, seems no bеtter to me

These pictures of you

Are too good to be true

I'm using my eyes again

These cameras never lie

You got it, you're down and dirty

You're made for pleasure

The frame is frozen, you watch the birdie

You're made to measure

Ah-ah, look at you now

Oh-oh, stand out in a crowd

The real you showing up on your face

Your hair is blowing all over the place

Ha-ha-ha-ha

Smooth pictures of you

Are too good to be true

So I'm trusting my eyes again

These cameras never lie