| Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
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| Make her the cutest that I’ve ever seen
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| Give her two lips like roses and clover
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| Then tell her that her lonesome nights are over
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| Sandman, I’m so alone
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| Don’t have nobody to call my own
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| Please turn on your magic beam
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| Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
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| Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
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| Make her the cutest that I’ve ever seen
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| Give her the word that I’m not a rover
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| Then tell her that her lonesome nights are over
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| Sandman, I’m so alone
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| Don’t have nobody to call my own
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| Please turn on your magic beam
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| Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
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| Mr. Sandman, someone to hold
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| Would be so peachy before I’m too old
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| So please turn on your magic beam
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| Mr. Sandman, bring me, please, please, please
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| Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream |