Lily of Casablanca - Theo Katzman

Lily’s a trip

She sleeps in the day

And wakes in the night with a glass of champagne

When everything’s quiet

She slips out the door

You can’t hear her feet 'cause she glides 'cross the floor

Into the dark

Out of her room

She makes her escape by the light of the moon

When nobody’s watching

That’s when she shines

From the back of the house to the front of my mind

Lily of Casablanca

Dream weaver

Show stopper

Blooms in the midnight hour

Lily of Casablanca

Lily is plugged

Into the beyond

Her life is a lamp and her soul is switched on

When she’s by my side

I feel it so deep

A constant vibration that can’t be released

Lily is strong

She’s fine on her own

She don’t need my arms to make her feel at home

But someday I hope I can

Wrap them around her and

Show her the way that I feel about her

Lily of Casablanca

Dream weaver

Show stopper

Blooms in the midnight hour

Lily of Casablanca

She’s got a pretty song to sing, but

She’s only ever whispering

So if you wanna hear it

You really gotta listen in, or

You bet you’re really gonna miss it, and then

She’ll be disappearing

Lily’s a punk

She don’t give a funk

She don’t make a scene, she just does what she wants

And speaking of which

I’m catching her bug

And it’s making me sick 'cause I’m falling in love with

Lily of Casablanca

Dream weaver

Show stopper

Blooms in the midnight hour

Lily of Casablanca

Oh, yeah

She’s a dream weaver

She’s a punk rocker

Lily of Casablanca