Oh Yeah

He moves like a dream

Like a one man dream machine

And she slides and she glides

Can't get her out of my mind

Out of my mind

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Look like you feel

And tonight couldn't be real

Look like you feel

Like you're just dressed, dressed to kill

Dressed to kill

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Well they move like a dream

They're a groovy dream machine

And they slide and they glide

Can't get them out of my mind

Out of my mind

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh no

Now what?