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Mister Sandman, bring me a dream,
Make it the cutest that I've ever seen.
Give her two lips like roses in clover.
Then tell her that my lonesome nights are over.
Mister Sandman, I'm so alone,
Don't have nobody to call my own.
Please turn on your magic beam.
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream.
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream,
Make it the cutest that I've ever seen.
Give her the word that I'm not a rover.
Then tell her that my lonesome nights are over.
Mister Sandman, I'm so alone,
Don't have nobody to call my own.
Please turn on your magic beam.
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream.
Mister Sandman, bring us a dream,
Give her a pair of eyes with a congeal of gleam.
Give her a lonely heart like Harlehatschi,
And not so wavy hair like Liberatschi.
Mister Sandman, someone to hold
Would be so peachy before we're too old.
So please turn on your magic bean.
Mister Sandman, brings us
Please, please, please
Mister Sandman, bring us a dream.
Yeah...
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