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Tell Me a Story
Tell me a story
And you'll see how happy
I go to bed
And have lovely dreams.
Tell me a story
And you'll see how happy
I go to bed
And have lovely dreams.
So it turns out there was a king
Who had three daughters,
He put them in three jars
And covered them with pitch,
And the poor princesses
Cried inconsolably,
And their father shouted at them
To please be quiet.
Tell me a story
And you'll see how happy
I go to bed
And have lovely dreams.
Tell me a story
And you'll see how happy
I go to bed
And have lovely dreams.
The princesses escaped
Through a hole that existed,
That led them to the track
Of the train that goes to Italy,
And in Italy they got lost
And arrived in Jamaica,
They got wasted
Dancing reggae on the beach.
Tell me a story
And you'll see how happy
I go to bed
And have lovely dreams.
Tell me a story
And you'll see how happy
I go to bed
And have lovely dreams.
They were dancing on the beach
When their father appeared,
With the hazel rod
In his hand threatening,
He went after them as he could
And stumbled upon the bottle,
That had a genie inside,
That had a genie outside.
Tell me a story
And you'll see how happy
I go to bed
And have lovely dreams.
Tell me a story
And you'll see how happy
I go to bed
And have lovely dreams.
He granted them three wishes
And now we are happy,
And that's the end of the story,
And it turns out that this king
Who had three daughters,
He put them in three jars
And covered them with pitch.
Tell me a story,
The little dwarf collects balloons,
The one who flies through the air,
The one who seduces us all.
Tell me a story,
The one about the tooth fairy,
Who leaves you five coins
When you lose a tooth.
Tell me a story,
I think I'm dreaming now,
Tell me a story,
With music I'm traveling.
Tell me a story,
It's not too late yet,
Tell me a story,
The night is burning.