Foto: Bert Bevers | Mode-Museum Antwerpen
My head is full of Melodies and I am counting sheep.
DebbieDebbieDebbie I'm so down
DebbieDebbieDebbie I'm so tired
I'll stop this counting sheep, they're messin' up the floor
DebbieDebbieDebbie I'm so tired
I'll stop this counting sheep, they're messin' up the floor
and Actually I cannot even stand no sheep no more
Let's count something else: abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz
The sound of clarinets is going round my head.
The sound of clarinets is going round my head.
I wonder if these Clarinets will never go to bed
I can't stop counting sheep, I just can't feel asleep
I can't stop counting sheep, I just can't feel asleep
I'm lying in my bed and I can't get asleep.
I never use them pills 'cos the sandman's sand is cheap.
I'm lying in my bed and I can't Get asleep,
my head is full of melodies and I am counting sheep
I'm tired of clarinets go peep-peep round my head,
I'm tired of clarinets go peep-peep round my head,
I wonder if these clarinets will never go to bed

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