Every Night I Go To Sleep

And Begin To Dream

The Story Of My Dream Has Got The Same Old Theme

It's You, Baby, It's You



Turn Off The Light

Sit Down On The Couch

Pour Me A Whiskey Too

Take Off Your Dress

I'll Help You With That

I Fantasize Of You



The Scent Of Your Skin

Gets To My Head

As The Smoke From Your Cigarette Do

With Monk In The Speakers

And Love In Your Eyes

I Fantasize Of You



I Know I'm Only Dreaming

Of Spending My Life With You

But Somehow I'm Still Believing

It All One Day Will Come True



The Ice In My Glass

Makes My Lips So Cold

As I Kiss You From Top To Toe

You Beg Me To Stop

But I Know You Want More

I Fantasize Of You



Now I'm Only Dreaming

Of Spending My Life With You

But Somehow I'm Still Believing

It All One Day Will Come True



The Ice In My Glass

Makes My Lips So Cold

As I Kiss You From Top To Toe

You Beg Me To Stop

But I Know You Want More

I Fantasize Of You



You Beg Me To Stop

But I Know You Want More

I Fantasize Of You