Into my room he creeps Without making a sound Into my dream he peeps With his hair all long and hanging down
How he (she) make me quiver How he (she) make me smile With all this love I have to give him (her) I guess I'm gonna stay with him (her) awhile
She brushed the curls from my eyes She drop her robe on the floor She reaches for the light on the bureau And the darkness is her pillow once more
I guess I'm gonna stay with you awhile
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