When I was a boy, I dreamed that Phillip Marlowe He took me as his partner, took me as his friend Gave me his fedora, gave me shotgun fever Took me as his partner to the end When I was a child, I dreamed I was a j**eller With a family business that was free and clear Selling golden earrings to Mrs. Mickey Mantle Trying to be gentle while I stuck it in her ear Dream of a child, the song of a man The key and the time are at his command Dream of a child, the song of a man The key and the time are at his command When I was a boy, I dreamed I saved my sister From the Rosicrucians, for the love of God I threw myself among them, slaughtering their numbers Hit them where they least expected, in the name of God Dream of a child, the song of a man The key and the time are at his command Dream of a child, the song of a man The key and the time are at his command When I was a boy, I dreamed that Elvis Presley Was standing on my corner, kissing Brenda Lee Mama always told me true love was born in heaven She told me how my best friend could steal my love from me I love Brenda Lee... Brenda Lee loves me...