I first saw her face on a silver screen

It was a matinee, a European

I kept returning for at least ten more shows

Then I followed that film 'round until it closed



Someone else should've been thinking for me

They would've said an actress only gives you half the story



The half I saw was more than enough

The half I saw was almost too much



I joined her fan club boy did I ever feel young

I couldn't stop myself I was so badly stung

I found out where she lived I quit my job to find

this flicker in the dark I couldn't leave behind



Someone else should've been thinking for me

They would've said an actress only gives you half the story



I went to Santa Barbara and tried to find that girl

but no one can ever tell you it's impossible...



I hitchhiked home and I got my old job back

I had to take their shit I had to watch them laugh

Now I spend my nights in front of my t.v.

I finally figured out just what she means to me



No one else has to do my thinking for me

I want my actress to just only tell me half the story



The half I saw was more than enough

The half I saw was almost too much