Intro: verse 1 Calendar pinup girl Blonde and bronze beauty fair Photographed cover girl Unashamed body bare There’s no story She’s a country girl at heart There’s no glory She’s just in it for the art her part verse 2 Sun oiled skin shapely breast Slim and sleek without dress Page two girl page two world Glamour girl look your best There’s no story She’s a country girl at heart There’s no glory She’s just in it for the art her part BREAK X2 BRIDGE Every day I’m waiting by the telephone Every day you keep me hanging on While you’re away I think night and day About where you’re gone and how for long Before our love turns to stone BRIDGE See you in the papers and the magazines But a photograph’s no good to me While you’re away I think night and day About where you’re gone and how for long Before our love turns to stone BRIDGE Saw you for the first time and my shutter froze Cameras clicked we kissed and you were gone But while you’re away I think night and day But while you’re away I think night and day About where you’re gone and how for long Before our love turns to stone BRIDGE Beauty contests were your only claim to fame Then your body won over your brain You stripped for the lights And things went just right Now you’re suntanned right down to the bone And our love’s gone turned to stone SOLO ...

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque la vie d'une femme qui, bien qu'elle soit célèbre pour sa beauté et son allure glamour, reste ancrée dans ses origines simples. Elle semble naviguer dans un monde d'apparences, où son corps est davantage admiré que sa personnalité. Au fil des vers, on ressent une mélancolie, une attente d'un amour qui s'effrite en son absence. Les moments passés ensemble, capturés par des photographies, ne suffisent pas à combler le vide, et la crainte que leur amour se transforme en quelque chose de figé s'installe. C'est une réflexion sur la superficialité et la fragilité des relations dans un monde où l'apparence prime souvent sur le fond.