Whatever 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? Oh, oh, oh... oh! 
 Don't dream it, be it. 
                 
 All  
 Don't dream it, be it. 
                
 Scott  
 Ach! We've got to get out of this trap before this decadence saps our wills. I've got to be 
 strong, and try to hang on, or else my mind may well snap, and my life will be lived... for 
 the thrills! 
                
 Brad  
 It's beyond me; help me Mommy! 
                
 Janet  
 God bless Lilly St. Cyr