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 and 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 its arm

As time goes by I know it's gonna happen

I know it's going away

Gonna take its toll, gonna take its toll

Gonna take my time

And I'm thinking about the way things are

And I'm thinking about the way things were

Thinking about Eleanor Bron

And I'm thinking about a lucky charm

And I'm thinking about the needle

Oh, I'm thinking about the needle

And I'm thinking about...