| Bye bye baby
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| Time to hit the road to dreamland
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| You’re mine baby
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| Dig you in the land of nod
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| Hold tight baby
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| We’ll be swinging up in dreamland
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| All night baby
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| Where the little cherubs trot
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| Well look at that knocked out moon
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| You been a-blowing his top in the blue
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| Never saw the likes of you
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| Bye bye baby
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| Time to hit the road to dreamland
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| Don’t cry baby
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| It was divine but the rooster has finally crowed
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| Time to hit the road
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| Look at that knocked out moon
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| He been a-blowing his top in the blue
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| Never saw the likes of you
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| Bye bye baby
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| Time to hit the road to dreamland
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| Don’t cry baby
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| Well it was divine but the cuckoo has finally crowed
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| Time to hit the road
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| Time to hit the road
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| Time to hit the road |