Girl of My Dreams - Bram Tchaikovsky

Judy was an American girl,

She came in the morning,

With the US mail.

She didn’t say nothing,

But she looked pretty good to me.

Golden hair that shines so bright,

Loving eyes that see not sight.

She could keep the secrets,

That we share in my world of dreams.

And a man needs something,

When he ain’t got nothing to hold onto.

And there ain’t no telling,

When I feel like yelling, «I love you».

Ooooo,

It gets lonely in the night,

When there ain’t no one around.

Ooooo,

She makes me feel alright,

Get my feet right off the ground.

She’s the girl of my dreams!

She’s the girl of my dreams!

Judy does what I ask her to,

She makes me happy when I feel blue.

She stares with the eyes of a child,

And gets me to my knees.

Her heart, it never beats in time,

'Cept when it’s beating close to mine.

I keep her from my friends,

Locked away with my fantasies.

And a man needs something,

When he ain’t got nothing to hold onto.

And there ain’t no telling,

When I feel like yelling, «I love you».

Ooooo,

It gets lonely in the night,

When there ain’t no one around.

Ooooo,

She makes me feel alright,

Get my feet right off the ground.

She’s the girl of my dreams!

She’s the girl of my dreams!

She’s the girl of my dreams!

She’s the girl of my dreams!

She’s the girl of my dreams!

She’s the girl of my dreams!

(Fade out)