[Chorus] Take a picture please, with your Diana Camera Would you please cure me with your photographic therapy No Polaroid can compare to the development I have once seen [Verse 1] I wear gla**es that I do not need, in order to read Well I sip my caffeine out of a pottery cup, I'm never old enough To be where I want to be, but I still dream and dream and dream and dream For her to show up and say, I'm alone tonight I still don't know what I would say, and that hurts it every day Sylvia Plath would laugh but that's okay Cause I'm used to poets and females laughing and me anyway [Chorus] Take a picture please, with your Diana Camera Would you please cure me with your photographic therapy No Polaroid can compare to the development I have once seen [Verse 2] I love her floral dress and her music sense I swear I'm not obsessed, I hope I'm not obsessed I click refresh on her Flickr page, and I record ca**ettes, but never, I never send them her way And this helps for me to be and see extremely lonely As she loads the Kodak 120 [Chorus] Take a picture please, with your Diana Camera Would you please cure me with your photographic therapy No Polaroid can compare to the development I have once seen