| Last night you know I couldnt sleep
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| I was tossing, turning, and counting sheep
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| To tell the truth
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| The next thing I knew
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| I woke up on the outside
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| In the middle of the avenue
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| A policeman spied me traffic there
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| In my t-shirt and my underwear
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| He said, son, son
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| It sure dont look good
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| The way youve been calling for your baby
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| All over the neighborhood
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| It seems I was sleepwalking
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| Again last night
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| The way I was sweet talking
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| It must have caused a terrible fright
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| Last night when I was sleepwalking
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| Someone saw me at a doughnut shop
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| I was sitting, crying on a tabletop
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| It was not a pretty sight
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| I was out of control
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| The way that I was carrying on About my sweet jelly roll
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| I said officer please
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| My babys got me down on my knees
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| Lying in bed
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| Late at night
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| Sometimes I just go out of my head
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| At night
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| And I go out sleepwalking
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| Later on down at the jail cell
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| I was hoping things would turn out well
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| Because I dont recall
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| That masquerade ball
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| And I dont remember nothing yall
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| About that blown up rubber doll
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| So lately Ive stopped going anywhere
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| And Ive taken to sleeping with a teddy bear
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| Its a very full and rich
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| Imaginary life
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| And its sure enough better than dreaming yall
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| About any imaginary wife |