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 day-dreams To treasure forever Can't you just see it Whoa-ho ohhh
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
DR. SCOTT Ach! We've got to get Out of this trap Before this decadence Saps our wills I've got to be strong Und try to hang on Or else my mind may well snap Und my life will be lived For the.... thrills! Don't dream it, be it
