(1, 2, 3, 4) ♪ In the throes of indecision A thing that no one ever knew About whatever I was singing Or what I would do to you My intellect is no exception And I am no Vitruvian Man But as a member of the millions, babe I do the best I can, because You wake me from my dreams The best ones I'd ever seen You wake me from above But I'm going down again ♪ One hasty addition The only option left to choose It seems is sex without affection Or jazz without the blues Now all the kids are moving I've got lists of lists to show That when we're playing these games, however strained We always seem to know that, baby You wake me from my dreams The best ones I'd ever seen You wake me from above But I'm going down again ♪ You wake me from my dreams The best ones I'd ever seen You wake me from above But I'm going down again