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. Ex 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.