| Fell asleep last night with the T-V on. |
| Oh, what a dream I had.
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| I dreamed I answered every single one of those late night mail order ads.
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| And four to six weeks later, much to my surprise,
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| The mailman came to my front door, and I couldn’t believe my eyes
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| When he brought the Vegematic, and the Pocket Fisherman too,
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| Illuminated illustrated history of life,
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| And Boxcar Willie with a Ginzu knife,
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| A bamboo steamer, and a Garden Weasel too,
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| And a tie-dyed, dayglow souvenir shirt from Six Flags Over Burbank.
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| The doorbell rang all morning and into the afternoon.
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| I shook with fright as it rang all night to the light of the Master Card moon.
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| There was Parcel Post in the pantry, and UPS in the hall,
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| C O D’s to the ceiling, and I just couldn’t pay for it all.
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| I got the egg scrambler, with a Seal-a-Meal carrying case,
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| A set of presidential commemorative plates
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| So I could eat my eggs off the President’s face,
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| A Minute Mender, and a needle that’ll knit or crochet,
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| And an autographed photograph of Rin Tin Tin at Six Flags Over Burbank.
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| (same chords as 2nd verse:)
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| I remembered I was dreaming, so I gave a mighty cheer.
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| When I awoke, it was no joke, 'cause all that shit was here.
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| So if you fall asleep with the TV on, let me tell you what to do:
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| Tear the telephone out of the wall unless you want it to happen to you.
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| You’ll get the Vegematic, and the Pocket Fisherman too,
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| Illuminated illustrated history of life,
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| And Boxcar Willie with a Ginzu knife,
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| A bamboo steamer, and a smokeless ashtray too
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| And an all expenses paid weekend for three at Six Flags Over Burbank |