She laid a cigarette, both hands behind her She laid a cigarette, both hands behind her She laid a cigarette, both hands behind her back God, she was hungry like a choice of life Only you can try to see what I'm really like, she said Only you can understand the way I feel tonight She blamed excesses on the American dream So seldom wins, never a scene Imagination could make a man of you Imagination could make me love you too Imagination is all I want from you She lost her virtue before she could write I lost mine too on my very first night with you You'll have to guide me these impossible schemes You'll make me steal unstealable things She blamed excesses on the American dream So seldom wins, never a scene Imagination could make a man of you Imagination could make me love you too Imagination is all I want from you Instrumental She blamed excesses on the American dream So seldom wins, never a scene Imagination could make a man of you Imagination could make me love you too Imagination is all I want from you Imagination could make a man of you Imagination could make me love you too Imagination is all I want from you Imagination Imagination Imagination Imagination