Marilyn Lyrics

when he was about seventeenhe stole a magazine'dancing queen'the frontpage girl called marilynshe looked pretty, leanand quite obscenehe knewshe'd never let him downlike every other one in townshe was the only onemarilyn the dancing queenwas smiling from hisTV screenmarilyn the dancing queenwas always loving in hissweetest dreamhe tried to call the magazineleft a message ontheir answer machinethat his in love with marilynif she could phone him backhe would be keenhe knewshe'd never let him downlike every other one in townshe was the only onemarilyn the dancing queenwas smiling from hisTV screenmarilyn the dancing queenwas loving inhis sweetest dreammarilyn, oh marilynchampagne, strawberries and creammarilyn, oh marilynsatin, lace and velveteenseet sweet dreamseet sweet dream