You could be my mannequin
Dress you up in anything
Knew as soon as I saw you
When all the room was so blue

Skinning up on the street outside
Blowing smoke into my eyes
I'm breathing you in my lungs
Can taste it on my tongue

You’re the worst idea I’ve ever had
I swore I never would
You say: Tell me, if it’s that bad
Why does it feel so good

Hey
Let’s make a movie
Just you, the Moon and me
Let’s make love and lots of money, baby
Let’s make a movie
Just you, the Moon and me
Let’s make love and lots of money, baby

We walked down Carnaby
It’s like I had never been
Beneath the candelabras
Swaying to Sinatra

So is it till death do us part
Or unparted by death?
You’ve one hand on my racing heart
The other round my neck

Hey
Let’s make a movie
Just you, the Moon and me
Let’s make love and lots of money, baby
Let’s make a movie
Just you, the Moon and me
Let’s make love and lots of money, baby

Let’s make a movie
Just you and me
Let’s make love and lots of money, baby
Let’s make a movie
Yeah you know what I mean
Let’s make love and lots of money, baby