I shant think of her when I'm awake    However in sleep I can't escape    A Coney Island high when I get inside    All I is please say out of my dreams       Near the streets of Richmond and Hylan    Dwells the princess of Staten Island    A seven dollar toll will get me in her hole    All I ask is please say out of my dreams       Through long gone, she won't let me forget    When at night I wake up in her sweat    A lonely Brooklyn troll, a ghost of Red Hook old    All I ask is please stay out of my dreams       With your straight black hair and emerald green eyes    Hippies pointing "That's Pete's sister in disguise"    Maybe you had uttered those words as a jest    I don't mind the allegations of incest       At the time I though I could love no other    Till I heard you say that I was your brother    In your e-mail said how much we look like twins    How it turned you on just knowing it's a sin       Stay out of my dreams