Fantasy boy (Baccara)

You are just my fantasy boy
I made you up, you were my toy
And I found you as a dream inside my head
Your eyes are like a mystic dream
The deepest blue I’ve ever seen
You’re a mixture of Paul Newman and Chaplin
Tell me why.
Tell me why you’re so real when I’m dreaming
Don’t you know I have to face reality

Fantasy boy, please be my lover, not my toy
Cause I need you to be real
To be no fantasy, I want to touch and feel
My fantasy boy, come on and step into my life
It’s so much harder to survive
Without your love for me.
Come take me to eternity

I know someday we’re gonna meet
Fantasy boy, I feel your heat
Want to squeeze you, tease you, hold you in my arms
Tell me why.
Tell me why you’re so real when I’m dreaming
Don’t you know I have to face reality

You are just my fantasy boy
I made you up, you are my toy
And I found you as a dream inside my head
Your eyes are like a mystic dream
The deepest blue I’ve ever seen
You’re a mixture of the new man and machine

Tell me why
tell me why you’re so real when I’m dreaming
Don’t you know I have to face reality- oh-oh-oh
Fantasy boy, has been my lover, not my toy,
Cause I need to be real to be no fantasy I want to touch and feel.
My fantasy boy come on and step into my life
It’s so much harder to survive.
Without your love for me. And take me to eternity

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