Don't the moon look pretty
Shining down through the trees.
Don't that shining moon look pretty, baby
Shining down through the trees.
You know I can see my baby
When he can't see me.
Yeah, I tiptoe to his window
Just to see my baby snore.
I tiptoe to his window
Just to see how sweet he snores.
You know it makes me feel like jumping, Lord, Lord
Through the keyhole in his door.
Come crawl up to your window
Let me whisper in your ear.
Come on and crawl up to your window, darling
Let me whisper in your ear.
You know, I got something to tell you, baby
I don't want that girl around here, keep her away.
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