I locked the door I’m home alone Right by the TV screen My hands are clean I gotta think At the girl of my dreams The girl of my dreams. Before I sleep I always read the Playboy magazine She does the stuff I never seen That’s the girl of my dream The girl of my dream. If I see her fashion bone Than I better not cry If the first time I can’t perform Than I better not cry She’s on the news, the radio, in every top adv. The cover of the magazine She’s the girl of my dream The girl of my dream. If I see her fashion bone Than I better not cry If the first time I can’t perform Than I better not cry I fall in love I fall in love I fall deeply in love With the rubber girl Just beyond Like no other girl If someday there is you and I And if I fall asleep or finish it soon You better not cry Oh no, you better not cry. If I tape you I try to sell it to a scandal magazine You better not cry Oh no, you better not cry.