Writing the history of our time in song. MIDI - IN DREAMS She was a country star who had been shining I would think about her at night About me I sometimes heard friends whisper They knew that something was not quite right I'd close my eyes and I'd drift away All night inside my mind with her I'd play Things would get hot...dreams sometimes do Oh, dear chunk butt Natalie, I'm wanting you Wet dreams you give to me Wet dreams, wet as could be And that is why they put me in a mental facility But just before...