Mister Sandman

Make him the cutest that I've ever seen Give him two lips like roses in clover Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over Don't have nobody to call my own Please turn on your magic beam Make him the cutest that I've ever seen Give him the word that I'm not a rover Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over Don't have nobody to call my own Please turn on your magic beam Give him a pair of eyes with a congeal of gleam Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci And lots of wavy hair like Liberace Mister Sandman, someone to hold Would be so peachy before we're too old So please turn on your magic beam Mister Sandman, bring us a dream