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?
 Whoa, whoa, whoa
 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 (don't dream it, be it)
 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 on
 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 Lili St. Cyr