I’m in love with a girl on the cover of a magazine.
I’ve seen her face all across the TV screen.
But she doesn’t know I exist.
Oh what makes her irresistible?
Is it the gold watch on her wrist?
I see her on all the billboards.
But I’m still no closer towards her.
I keep telling myself to stop this infatuation.
But to be without her is like eternal damnation.
Yeah I’m in love with a cover girl.
And she lives on the other side of the world.