Number forty-three was a bit of a sad story,
it used to be in glorious colour
the fuller figure of
Lana Turner, but the card was washed at forty degrees
in the pocket of my dungarees and how I cried
when it dried out, black and white and
not a splot of colour to be seen.

Jean Harlow who I didn't know
was number twenty-one
she was in my opinion about a number one,
she's gone too.

They should make picture cards
coloured only blue and then we'd know
what we're crying for.