Picture This - Live
Now we're gonna do something new for ya
It's called, "Picture This"
All I want is a room with a view
A sight worth seeing
A vision of you
All I want is a room with a view
Ooh
I will give you my finest hour
The one I spent
Watching you shower
I will give you my finest hour
Oh yeah
All I want is a photo in my wallet
A small rememberance
Of something more solid
All I want is a picture of you
Picture this, a day in December
Picture this, freezing cold weather
You got clouds on your lids and you'd be on the skids
If it weren't for your job at the garage
If you could only, oh
Picture this, a sky full of thunder
Picture this, my telephone number
One and one is what I'm telling you
Oh yeah
All I want is 20/20 vision
A total portrait
With no omissions
All I want is a picture of you, ooh
If you can picture this, a day in December
Picture this, freezing cold weather
You got clouds on your lids and you'd be on the skids
If it weren't for your job at the garage
If you could only, ooh
Picture this, a sky full of thunder
Picture this, my telephone number
One and one is what I'm telling you
Get a pocket computer
Try to do what you used to do, yeah
Okay
It's called, "Picture This"
All I want is a room with a view
A sight worth seeing
A vision of you
All I want is a room with a view
Ooh
I will give you my finest hour
The one I spent
Watching you shower
I will give you my finest hour
Oh yeah
All I want is a photo in my wallet
A small rememberance
Of something more solid
All I want is a picture of you
Picture this, a day in December
Picture this, freezing cold weather
You got clouds on your lids and you'd be on the skids
If it weren't for your job at the garage
If you could only, oh
Picture this, a sky full of thunder
Picture this, my telephone number
One and one is what I'm telling you
Oh yeah
All I want is 20/20 vision
A total portrait
With no omissions
All I want is a picture of you, ooh
If you can picture this, a day in December
Picture this, freezing cold weather
You got clouds on your lids and you'd be on the skids
If it weren't for your job at the garage
If you could only, ooh
Picture this, a sky full of thunder
Picture this, my telephone number
One and one is what I'm telling you
Get a pocket computer
Try to do what you used to do, yeah
Okay
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Writer(s): Christopher Stein, Deborah Harry, James Destri
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