Whatever Gets You Through The Night

When the mellow moon begins to beam

Every night I dream a little dream

And of course Prince Charming is the theme

The he for me

Although I realize as well as you

It is seldom that a dream comes true

To me it's clear

That he'll appear

Some day he'll come along

The man I love

And he'll be big and strong

The man I love

And when he comes my way

I'll do my best to make him stay

He'll look at me and smile

I'll understand

And in a little while

He'll take my hand

And though it seems absurd

I know we both won't say a word

Maybe I shall meet him Sunday

Maybe Monday, maybe not

Still I'm sure to meet him one day

Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day