Lyrics:Go To Bed

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Lyrics

Go to bed go to bed go to bed
Baby go to bed
Relax
Got to hit the sack
Go to bed go to bed go to bed
Got to go to bed

Dip dip dip
Go to bed go to bed go to bed
Baby go to bed
M-kay
Got to hit the hay
Go to bed go to bed go to bed
Got to go to bed

Our R.E.M. might synchronize
freediving in iceberg guise

Go to bed go to bed go to bed
Baby go to bed
Relax
Got to hit the sack (hit that sack Jack)
Go to bed go to bed go to bed
Got to go to
Bop bop bop bop bop buh-bed

Go to bed go to bed go to bed
Baby go to bed
M-kay
Got to hit the hay (hit the hay Renee)
Go to bed go to bed go to bed
Got to go (got to go to bed)
Go to bed

In summer places
breezy rides romanticize
free sighs when we phantasize

MO: I don't feel like going to bed

AR: Let's play a rhyming game instead

MS: Eenie meenie dirty cleany... I'm not tired

WM: Yeah, I'm not sleepy

AR: Have you heard the Joey sound?

MO: Do we want to break it down?

JH: Eenie meenie Minimall
 Prepare to have a ball

BD: NO.

AR: One elusive fish!

WM: Split the difference; make a wish

MO: When I grow up, I'll make it right

BD: I'll make a left and say goodnight

AR: Break it down

MS: Eeenie meenie minus five

MO: Please mind the neighbros
 to stay alive

BD: I'd like to hug them with my phone

WM: I'd call...

AR: But no one's home!

Okay, let's go to bed
before the neighbors smite us dead
This pajama party has been fun
but the rhyming game is done

Go to bed go to bed go to bed
Baby go to bed
Don't scan 
for the boogeyman (Mr. Sandman)
Go to bed go to bed go to bed
Got to go to bed
A-wimoweh HA (can I join?)

Go to bed go to bed go to bed
Baby go to bed
Hope tonight 
that the bugs don't bite (baby go to bed)
Go to bed go to bed go to bed
Got to go to (bed)
wop bop a luau bed (go to bed)

Synaesthetic candy drops
yawn everlasting flavor gobs
Clues of true color forms
abridge thick textbook'd
molten meaningness norms
in lieu of us

Goodnight, Joe Hawley