I'm ushered in by the maître d'   his tone of voice don't appeal to me   I've lost my flimmer and my flair   and I dream about your sweet return   'cause I don't need a lot if I got you   there's nothing I can do without you      we talk and drink cheap chardonnay   let's skip dessert, let's get on our way   my life was grey and out of tune   you make me sway, you make me swoon      when I sleep at night I twist and turn   and I dream about your sweet return   'cause I don't need a lot if I got you   without you   without you   I'm nothing without you      when I sleep at night I twist and turn   and I dream about your sweet return   you're the real mccoy, you're bona fide   You send me reeling on a carpet ride   when I sleep at night I twist and turn   and I dream about your sweet return   'cause I don't need a lot if I got you   there's nothing I can do without you   nothing I can do without you