You could be my mannequin Dress you up in anything Knew as soon as I saw you When all the room was so blue Skinning up on the street outside Blowing smoke into my eyes I'm breathing you in my lungs Can taste it on my tongue You’re the worst idea I’ve ever had I swore I never would You say: Tell me, if it’s that bad Why does it feel so good Hey Let’s make a movie Just you, the Moon and me Let’s make love and lots of money, baby Let’s make a movie Just you, the Moon and me Let’s make love and lots of money, baby We walked down Carnaby It’s like I had never been Beneath the candelabras Swaying to Sinatra So is it till death do us part Or unparted by death? You’ve one hand on my racing heart The other round my neck Hey Let’s make a movie Just you, the Moon and me Let’s make love and lots of money, baby Let’s make a movie Just you, the Moon and me Let’s make love and lots of money, baby Let’s make a movie Just you and me Let’s make love and lots of money, baby Let’s make a movie Yeah you know what I mean Let’s make love and lots of money, baby