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Another Saturday night, and I ain't got nobody
Had a romantic dream I didn't want to wake from this morning, this one featuring beach towels and a motel with lots of dark wood paneling. I think he was a doctor. My subconscious sure knows how to treat a girl.
They're coming fast and furious lately, these dreams. Always I am knee-deep and head over heels, yet also my usual self. Dream date invariably willing to risk all to be with me. As if I were ... you know ....