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*Singing... Sometimes I have trouble, falling asleep.
But I'm not sad.
I don't worry, and I don't mind.
In fact, I'm glad.
Because I get up off of my pillow.
And I turn on the light.
I get up out of my bed.
In the still of the night.
I stretch and I snooze and I start to sweep.
And dance myself to sleep.
But I'm not sad.
I don't worry, and I don't mind.
In fact, I'm glad.
Because I get up off of my pillow.
And I turn on the light.
I get up out of my bed.
In the still of the night.
I stretch and I snooze and I start to sweep.
And dance myself to sleep.