The Chordettes - Mr. Sandman Lyrics
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Mr. Sandman
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What Are The Lyrics For Mr. Sandman By The Chordettes?
(Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung)
(Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung) (Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung) (Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung) Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream (bung, bung, bung, bung) Make him the cutest that I've ever seen (bung, bung, bung, bung) Give him two lips like roses and clover (bung, bung, bung, bung) Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over Sandman, I'm so alone (bung, bung, bung, bung) Don't have nobody to call my own (bung, bung, bung, bung) Please turn on your magic beam Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream (Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung) (Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung) (Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung) (Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung) Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream 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 Sandman, I'm so alone Don't have nobody to call my own Please turn on your magic beam Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream (Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung) (Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung) (Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung) (Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung) Mr. Sandman (yes) bring us a dream Give him a pair of eyes with a "come-hither" gleam Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci And lots of wavy hair like Liberace Mr. Sandman, someone to hold (someone to hold) Would be so peachy before we're too old So please turn on your magic beam Mr. Sandman, bring us, please, please, please Mr. Sandman, bring us a dream (Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung) (Bung, bung, bung, bung, bung, bung) |
Who Wrote Mr. Sandman By The Chordettes?
Pat Ballard
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