Don't Dream It

Whatever happened to Fay Wray?
That delicate satin draped frame
As it clung to her thigh, How I started to cry
Cause 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 sensual daydreams to treasure forever
Can’t you just see it?
Woah, Woah oh oh…
Don’t dream it, be it (x8)
Don’t dream it, be it!
We’ve got to get out of this trap!
Before this decadence saps our will
I’ve got to be strong and try to hang-
Or else my mind may well snap!
And my life will be lived for the thrills…
Don’t dream it, be it
It’s beyond me, help me Mommy!
God bless Lily St. Cyr!