(m. crenshaw)

A city of bright lights under a foreign sky
A full moon shining, a cool breeze blowing by
A fine one beside me; this is what I dream of
Ive got a hundred dollars, lets fall in love
When Im down with a worried mind
I walk around and wonder, why is life so unkind? ? ?
But in this place at this moment
I cannot feel blue
Ive got a hundred dollars to spend on you
A hundred dollars and a doll like you
So many things to go and places to do
Roll down the window well make the radio scream
My hearts been set free
Look, we got mobility? ? and nights just begun
Youre pretty as a dream