She's a dream, she's a dream. Getting caught up in the scene. Like a used car bought off of Mr Vaseline. She's a queen, she's a queen. Getting' played like a machine. And all the men pretend that
So much depends on first loves and friends. Legs for a table. I, I painted my room with judgments and doom. I still ain't able to sleep Got to sleep and dream up some dreams I can keep. Oh my, my
And if one day I should become. A singer with a Spanish bum. Who sings for women of great virtue. I'd sing to them with a guitar. I borrowed from a coffee bar. Well, what you don't know doesn't h