I stood on a weird shape clock tower. I stood on the left side were as the boys stood on the other side. We sang mr sandman, "Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him two lips like roses and clover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him the word that I'm not a rover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Mr. Sandman bring us a dream
Give him a pair of eyes with a "come-hither" gleam
Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci
And lots of wavy hair like Liberace
Mr Sandman, someone to hold
Would be so peachy before we're too old
So please turn on your magic beam
Mr Sandman, bring us, please, please, please
Mr Sandman, bring us a dream"
I stood holding my arms out. The next thing I knew I was in the air getting lifted across the enchanted Forrest. I opened my eyes and I was now about 20 feet lower then before. I looked around to see my mom and cry baby's gang along its his grandma and grandpa. " Mrs black you have a choice, you sang with the squares now sing with the drapes."
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Don't cry baby
Teen FictionA cry-baby fan fiction based on cry-baby, a 1990's movie staring Johnny Depp and many others. Please note that I don't own any of the cry-baby fan base or movie. Enjoy.
