| You know the dream I told you about the other day
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| No, not the one that got me so upset
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| I mean the one I told you about that made me gay
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| The one about the one that I dreamt I met
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| Well, what do you know
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| He smiled at me in my dreams last night
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| My dreams are getting better all the time
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| And what do you know
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| He looked at me in a different light
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| My dreams are getting better all the time
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| To think that we were strangers
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| A couple of nights ago
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| An' though it’s a dream, I never dreamed
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| He’d ever say hello
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| Oh, maybe tonight I’ll hold him tight
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| When the moonbeams shine
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| My dreams are getting better all the time
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| To think that we were strangers
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| A couple of nights ago
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| An' though it’s a dream, I never dreamed
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| He’d ever say hello
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| Well, maybe tonight I’ll hold him tight
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| When the moonbeams shine
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| My dreams are getting better all the time |