I fell in love with the girl in the picture
That I use 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 meAnd 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 mineThe girl in the Life magazineThe first time 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 meAnd 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 pictureThe girl in the Life magazineAll of my friends use to laugh
Said, I was certifiably mad
Till the day, that she came
And she blew them away
And asked me if I'd be her manIt seems, that she went and fell
In love with my letters
She say's, she's been looking for me
Hence all the story ends well
We end up togetherThe girl in the Life magazine
The girl in the Life magazine