Text: Pat Benatar. 8-15-80. Out - a - Touch.

I've seen your picture in the paper
On the front page of magazines
I've pulled the trigger right at you
On billboards and movie screens

When I talk, it's to myself
'Cause I know your kind, you're like everyone else
Maybe it'll work itself out in time
Before I lose my mind

You, you're out of touch
All alone in a danger zone
And I think too much
You're out of touch

I keep your letters by the mirror
You're the subject of every dream
You're not so invincible
And I'm not what I might seem

When I look, it's in your eyes
And I know your look, you can hypnotize
How long does it have to last like this
A Kodachrome kiss

You, you're out of touch
All alone in a danger zone
And I think too much
You, you're out of touch

You're in my sight
All through the night
And I see too much
You're out of touch

Can't you see I'm obsessed
I'd do anything, I'm possessed
I'm in a constant rage with your luminary stage
I need you

I need you

I've seen your picture in the paper
On the front page of magazines
I've pulled the trigger right at you
On billboards and movie screens

When I look, it's in your eyes
And I know your look, you can hypnotize
How long does it have to last like this
A Kodachrome kiss

You, you're out of touch
All alone in a danger zone
And I think too much
You're out of touch

I need you
I need you
I need you
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