(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 

I've got a hundred dollars, let's fall in love 

When I'm 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 

I've 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 we'll make the radio scream 

My heart's been set free 

Look, we got mobility?? and night's just begun 

You're pretty as a dream