Whatever happened to Fay Wray
That delicate satin draped frame
As it clung to her thigh
How I started to cry
Coz I wanted to be dressed just the same
Give yourself over to absolute pleasure
Swim the warm waters
Of sins of the flesh
Erotic nightmares beyond any measure
And sesual day-dreamers
To treasure forever
Can't you just see it
Wo-ho hoooo
Don't dream it, be it
Don't dream it, be it
Don't dream it, be it
Don't dream it, be it
Don't dream it, be it
Don't dream it, be it
Don't dream it, be it
Ach! We've got to get
Out of this trap
Before this decadence
Saps our means
I've got to be strong
And try to hang on
Or else my mind may well snap
Und my life will be lived
What is this?
Don't dream it, be it
Its beyond me help me mommy
God bless Lily St. Cyer
