Come listen little sister with your skelter all awry
To a twisted little ditty called the lopside lullabye
You’ll be flopped before you know it with your bottom in the air
but too tryptophaned and just too high to care
Slip sideways into sleep, let the shepherd count the sheep
You’ll be dizzy as a dervish by-and-by
Let the morning fix the leak, hear the crooked lady speak
of the lopsided lullabye
Up is down and down is sideways in your tipsy-topsy dreams
But you know your way around, you’re the mayor of the town
You’re the queen of the disaster, you’re the master on the scene
And you’re walking tall ten feet above the ground
Slip sideways into sleep, let the shepherd count the sheep
You’ll be dizzy as a dervish by-and-by
Let the morning fix the leak, hear the crooked lady speak
of the lopsided lullabye
Oh the lopside lullabye it’ll make you lose your mind
But it’s nothing you can’t find the following day
Oh the lopside lullabye, take your rest among the rhymes
And remember all the times you heard me say
Let the morning fix the leak, hear the crooked lady speak
of the lopsided lullabye
When I rock you fast asleep you’ll be tapping both your feet
And the world’s our swimming pool, you’re the joker and I’m the fool
We’ll slide sideways down the by-ways you go your way and I’ll go mine
We’ll be making up exceptions to the rules

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