Whatever happened to Fay Wray?
That delicate satin draped frame.
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.
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
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
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