Walking to the big screen
Oh, and he looks so good in Technicolor
Kissing him in your dreams
Oh, and, you know, Paul Newman’s that much duller
Than him; and you know it’s true
It’s a sin when he sees you

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye (Chorus)

Watching him from the back row
Oh, and in bed he looks so wonderful
Sucking chocolate in Pepsi flow
Oh, and all the party girls, they drool
For him; and you know it’s right
When he wins the one in the light

(Chorus)

Coming close to the big times
Oh, and he sounds so good in stereo
Italian name on a long sign
Oh, and all the Greta Garbos know
That it’s good, when he’s touching the shy
As he should, when he’s making your life

(Chorus)