When the wind is howling through your window pane,

it's not the only pain of the night

You're burning up in your bed, you've got a fever of love,

and there's not an antibody in sight



Hey Jenny, Jenny, why are you crying?

There's a beauty of a moon in the sky

But I guess when you've been leadin such a sheltered life,

you never lift your head and look so high



You don't have a lot

But it's all that you've got, and you can turn it into more than it seems

Just give it a shot, fantasise every movement,

and imagine every inch of your dream



No-one said it had to be real, but it's got to be something you can reach out and feel now

It ain't right, it ain't fair

Castles fall in the sand, and we fade in the air,

and the good girls go to heaven but the bad girls go everywhere

Good girls go to heaven but the bad girls go everywhere

Somebody told me so

Somebody told me, now I know

Every night in my prayer,

I'll be praying that the good girls go to heaven but the bad girls go everywhere



When the sweat is sizzling on your skin in the dark,

and you're desperate now for somewhere to turn

Every muscle in rebellion, every nerve is on edge,

and every limb has been erotic'ly burned



Hey Johnny, Johnny, why are you shaking,

when a boy should do whatever he can

You've been nothing but an angel every day of your life,

and now you wonder what it's like to be damned



You don't have a lot

But it's all that you've got, and you can turn it into more than it seems

Just give it a shot, fantasise every movement,

and imagine every inch of your dream



No-one said it had to be real, but it's got to be somethin