Bobby Darin - My Dreams Are Getting Better All the Time Lyrics
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My Dreams Are Getting Better All the Time
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What Are The Lyrics For My Dreams Are Getting Better All the Time By Bobby Darin?
Splish splash, I was takin' a bath 'long about a Saturday night
A rub dub, just relaxing in the tub, thinkin' everything was all right Well, I stepped out the tub, put my feet on the floor I wrapped the towel around me and I opened the door And then a splish splash, I jumped back in the bath Well, how was I to know there was a party going on? Bing bang, I saw the whole gang dancin' on my livin' room rug (yeah) Flip flop, they were doin' the bop, all the teens had the dancin' bug There was Lollipop with Peggy Sue Good golly, Miss Molly was a even there too A well a splish splash, I forgot about the bath I went and put my dancing shoes on I was a splishin' and a splashin', I was rollin' and a strollin' I was a movin' and a groovin', I was a reelin' with the feelin' I was a splishin' and a splashin', I was rollin' and a strollin' I was a movin' and a groovin', I was a reelin' with the feelin' I was a splishin' and a splashin', I was rollin' and a strollin' |
Who Wrote My Dreams Are Getting Better All the Time By Bobby Darin?
Mann Curtis, Vic Mizzy
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What's The Duration Of The My Dreams Are Getting Better All the Time By Bobby Darin?The duration of My Dreams Are Getting Better All the Time is 3:18 minutes and seconds. |
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