| Jimmy met Mary on the Fourth of July
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| Independence Day you shoulda' seen her brown eyes
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| She came up from behind and stared tugging on his coat uh-huh
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| When his fireworks blew she was pushing like a tug boat
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| Nine months later they had a little sprite
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| She was pretty as a sunset they named her Little Goodnight
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| Now Little Goodnight she couldn’t sleep too well uh-uh
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| Every night half the neighborhood could hear Jim and Mary tell her
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| They said, go to sleep baby don’t cry
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| Count sheep your mother and I
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| Can’t keep it up
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| If we don’t get some sleep
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| Good night Little
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| Good night Little
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| Good night
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| Little good night started staying up a lot
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| With her big baby blues wide open like a rim shot
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| Jim and Mary thought parenthood was 'sposed to be a joy uh-huh
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| Started thinking bad thoughts started acting kinda paranoid
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| Well they took her to the doctor they took her to the nurse
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| There we potions recommended just like it was some kinda curse
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| Jim and Mary loved Little Goodnight so much uh-huh
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| But without those REMs they felt like they were losing touch
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| They said, go to sleep baby don’t cry
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| Count sheep your mother and I
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| Can’t keep it up
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| If we don’t get some sleep
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| Good night Little
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| Good night Little
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| Good night
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| You’ll have school one of these days
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| And children of your own to raise
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| In casual or business dress we have high hopes for you
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| But Little Goodnight first you’ll need some rest
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| Now there’s a woman on the street wrapped up in a blanket
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| Clutching a portable tape deck she’s just about to crank it
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| She’s listening to a song by miss Diana Ross uh-huh
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| Singing «Dreams can come true» Jim and Mary keep their fingers crossed
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| They said, go to sleep baby don’t cry
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| Count sheep your mother and I
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| Can’t keep it up
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| If we don’t get some sleep
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| Good night Little
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| Good night Little
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| Good night Little
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| Good night Little
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| Good night |