Public Transport Livin’ #2

“Mr. Sandman”
He’s gone, darling.

“Bring me a dream” 
How bout a sweet talkin’ nightmare?

“Make him the cutest that I’ve ever seen”
Afraid I’m far from it, Hun.

“Give him two lips like roses and clover”
I can manage a pair of withered flowers.

“And tell him that his lonesome nights are over!”
Oh, you bet your wishful self they are.