Whatever happened to Fay Wray That delicate satin draped frame As it clung to her thigh How I started to cry Coz 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 sesual day-dreamers To treasure forever Can't you just see it Wo-ho hoooo 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 Ach! We've got to get Out of this trap Before this decadence Saps our means I've got to be strong And try to hang on Or else my mind may well snap Und my life will be lived What is this? Don't dream it, be it Its beyond me help me mommy God bless Lily St. Cyer