| Mr. Sandman bring me a dream
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| Make him the cutest that I’ve ever seen
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| Give him two lips like roses and clover
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| Then tell him that his 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 him the cutest that I’ve ever seen
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| Give him the word that I’m not a rover
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| Then tell him that his 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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| Bung, bung, bung, bung
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| Mr. Sandman (Yes?)
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| Bring us a dream
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| Give him a pair of eyes with a come-hither gleam
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| Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci
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| And lots of wavy hair like Liberace
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| Mr Sandman, someone to hold (Someone to hold)
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| Would be so peachy before we’re too old
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| So please turn on your magic beam
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| Mr Sandman, bring us, please, please, please
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| Mr Sandman, bring us a dream |