

What ever happened to Fay Wray? 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? Donβt dream it, be it ππͺ©ππ