There I was, minding my own business.
The bartender said, ?Hey, turn around.?
There, by the doorway, were half of the dreams I?d never found.
Hey, I was doin? alright ?til I saw you there.
The ups and downs hadn?t bothered me much ?til I smelled your hair.
You reminded me just how foolish a man can be.
Woo woo woo woo
Sweet stupid dreams, look what they do,
They make me want to believe that it could be true.
What can a poor boy do with these Sweet Stupid Dreams of you.
Now every man alive?s got to make up his mind:
You go for what you want out of life or you leave it behind.
Oh, I know it?s true. Still I tremble looking at you.
Woo woo woo woo
Sweet stupid dreams, look what they do,
They make me want to believe that it could be true.
What can a poor boy do with these Sweet Stupid Dreams of you.