Dreams Lyrics - Max Jury - Max Jury

You're a god blassed, well dressed socialite queen 

I'm a redneck, half-drunk traller park breed 

when we go to parties, you don't want to be seed 

with a boy, with a boy, with a boy like me 

I've been hanging around whit the old silk hat 

Listening to the stories that the bums spit out 

while you're off in some wonderland 

Looking for a parallel kind of men 

I said looking for a parallel kind of men 

Halloween I bought you twelve white roses 

You asked to ride the haunted ferris wheel 

I was scared of heights 

So New York stole ya 

why can't it just be real 

why is it never real 

In a brooken down, brooken down, brooken down van 

On the side of the road where the city ends 

You're a dream, you're a dream, you're a dream I hed 

Dreams are not real, baby they're just that 

Dreams are not real, baby they're just that 

Dreams are not real, baby they're just that 

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