Comebacks as weak as Gaga's recent output i see. Anyway you don't need to fuck CDs when you got Lady Gaga roughly penetrating your ears without condoms and lube for the duration of a whole album
Sounds like you've never fucked. Poor you not knowing how STDs are transmitted.
Anyway, moving on.
This bop still slays.
When I met you in the restaurant
You could tell I was no debutante
You asked me what's my pleasure
A movie or a measure?
I'll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming
Dreaming is free
I don't want to live on charity
Pleasure's real or is it fantasy?
Reel to reel is living rarity
People stop and stare at me We just walk on by - we just keep on dreaming
Feet feet, walking a two mile
Meet meet, meet me at the turnstile
I never met him, I'll never forget him
Dream dream, even for a little while
Dream dream, filling up an idle hour
Fade away, radiate