When the mellow moon begins to beam
Ev'ry night I dream a little dream,
And of course Prince Charming is the theme,
The he for me.
Although I realize as well as you
It so seldom that a [bad word] [bad word] 
To me it's clear
That he'll appear.

Some day [bad word] along,
The man I love
And he'll be big and strong,
The man I love
And when [bad word] my way
I'll do my best to make him stay.

He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand;
Then in a little while,
He'll take my hand;
And though it seems absurd,
I know we both won't say a word

Maybe I will meet him Sunday
Maybe Monday, maybe night;
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day

He'll build a home
Just meant for two,
From which I'll never roam,
Who would - would you?
And so all else above
I'm waiting for...
The Man I Love.