Blondie Dreaming
When I met you in the restaurant You could tell I was no debutante You asked me what s my pleasure A movie or a measure I ll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming Dreaming is free I don t want to live on charity Pleasure s real or is it fantasy Reel to reel is living rarity People stop and stare at me We just walk on by we just keep on dreaming Feet feet, walking a two mile Meet meet, meet me at the turnstile I never met him, I ll never forget him Dream dream, even for a little wh
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