Lyrics

Baby, Dream Your Dream. Close your eyes and try it. Dream of furniture; Dream that I can buy it. That fancy bed you prayed for, Not only bought but paid for. Dream we sign the lease, Leave a small deposit; Three and one-half rooms With a walking closet. We'll ask the local Jet-set To dine on our dinette-set Right across the street, There's a friendly bank. You make a friendly loan, And the bank says: "Thank you." Ev'ry Saturday, We'll spend all our money. Join the P.T.A.; They will love you, honey. Life will be frozen peaches and cream. Baby, dream Your Dream.
Writer(s): Dorothy Fields, Cy Coleman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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