(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