Lyrics Baby, Dream Your Dream - Gwen Verdon

Baby, Dream Your Dream

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.
Three fat hungry kids
All in pink condition
So, who’s in the red?
That nice obstitrition.
Big daddy’s favorite past time
He’s had it for the last time.
Soon daddy don’t come home,
He says he’s gone bowling.
But, a bowling ball
Is not what Daddy’s rolling.
Every night they fight.
Once they both exploded
Then they both got tight
Tight, hell they got loaded!
Well, who knows what will sour the cream
When you dream your-
But come to think of it
How happy I would be
If someday I could find the kind of guy
Who’d say to me
Baby, dream your dream.
Close your eyes and try it
Dream of three fat kids
Brother, would I buy it?
Life could be frozen peaches and cream
If only I could
(If only i could)
Dream, dream, dream a dream.