| Dogs stole things I needed bad
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| Cats took what I never had
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| Pillows for my aching head
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| A glass of milk next to my bed
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| The creatures that seem, oh so kind
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| And sleep all day and ease your mind
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| At night they softly paddle on
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| And look to steal things that you own
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| So now I lay me down to sleep
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| I pray the Lord that I might keep
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| My soul for one more night or two
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| And hope the creatures never do
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| The creatures that seem, oh so kind
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| And sleep all day and ease your mind
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| At night they softly paddle on
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| And look to steal things that you own
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| The creatures that seem, oh so kind
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| And sleep all day and ease your mind
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| At night they softly paddle on
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| And look to steal things that you own
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| So now I lay me down to sleep
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| I pray the Lord that I might keep
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| My soul for one more night or two
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| And hope the creatures never do |