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Night Time Girl
It`s almost nine o`clock and it’s time to go to bed
So climb under your covers and rest your weary head,

Get yourself real comfy and I`ll tuck you nice and tight
And tell me of the nice things that you’ll dream about tonight,

Will you be a princes who`s dancing at the ball
With a sparkle dress and golden hair the most beautiful of all?

Or live in a fairy castle where you could be the queen
With everything so wonderful it would be just like a dream?

I want to be a mermaid and live out in the sea
And all the little fishes can come and swim with me,

We would dive among the wrecks and swim down in the hold
Surrounded by the sunken ships and all their Spanish gold,

I`d like a fluffy unicorn a pink one would be fine
We`d fly up to a rainbow and live there all the time,

Could you be a ballet dancer and star in your own show?
And you`d have to learn to dance while standing on your toe,

My boyfriend will be a singer and have his own boy band
And take me everywhere he goes and always hold my hand,

Or when you do get married will he be a movie star
And you can drive around in Hollywood in a great big limo car?

What if I’m a fashion queen I`ll have the fanciest clothes I can
And I`ll wear them at my fashion shows in Paris and Milan,

I`ll wear the nicest hats and any dress I choose 
But I will need an extra bedroom just to keep my shoes,

I`d like to be a beautician do make up nails and hair
And do horror faces at Halloween to give the kids a scare,

But I like dressing in your room mum as your clothes are the best
I really look much older in you dungarees and vest,

Then I get your make up and put some on my face
And when I put your high heels on I wobble all over the place,

And when I do get older I`m going to be a nurse
So I can come and fix you if you’re feeling worse,

Maybe I`ll be a tomboy play football and climb trees
I`ll have bruises on my shins and muck all up my knees,

I think I know what we will do as your lying in your bed
Let me puff your pillow so you’ve got a comfy head,

When you wake tomorrow you can tell me of your dream
Were you a ballet dancer a princes or a queen?

So night night my sweet girl It`s time to fall asleep
But don’t forget your hopes and dreams they are there for you to keep.

                                    THE END
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