[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