Let's go to bed, start counting sheep
I'll climb on top, fall in so deep
Under the Eider, far away
Recharging for another day
Let's step on board and go somewhere
A change'll be good for your chair
Over the sea, and up above
Don'tcha, don'tcha mention love
Don'tcha, don'tcha mention...
Let's smoke the smoke of a pipe dream
Be the cat dressed in blue jeans
The welcome trembling of knees
When you unloose her dungarees
And play the game of birds and bees
Let's find the thing that we all sought
Or all our hopes will come to nought
In the confines of our brains
Chasing shadows on open plains
Let's fill our mouths with birthday cake
Our inner Bunter don't forsake
When the slings and arrows fly
We'll bake shepherds for the pie
Yum-yum, hear them shepherds cry
Let's go gently into the dusk
Breathing in the tell-tale musk
Her sigh after the nightcap drink
Leave marigolds in kitchen sink
It's your cue to sink the pink