I’m ushered in by the maître d’
his tone of voice don’t appeal to me
I’ve lost my flimmer and my flair
and I dream about your sweet return
’cause I don’t need a lot if I got you
there’s nothing I can do without you
we talk and drink cheap chardonnay
let’s skip dessert, let’s get on our way
my life was grey and out of tune
you make me sway, you make me swoon
when I sleep at night I twist and turn
and I dream about your sweet return
’cause I don’t need a lot if I got you
without you
without you
I’m nothing without you
when I sleep at night I twist and turn
and I dream about your sweet return
you’re the real mccoy, you’re bona fide
You send me reeling on a carpet ride
when I sleep at night I twist and turn
and I dream about your sweet return
’cause I don’t need a lot if I got you
there’s nothing I can do without you
nothing I can do without you