Lyle Lovett Sleepwalking
(W. A. Ramsey) Last night you know I couldn't sleep, I was tossing, turning, and counting sheep, To tell the truth, The next thing I knew I woke up on the outside, In the middle of the avenue. A policeman spied me in traffic there, In my t-shirt and my underwear, He said "Son, Son It sure don't look good, The way you've been calling for your baby, All over the neighborhood." It seems I was sleepwalking, Again last night, The way I was sweet talking, It must have caused a terrible fight, Last night when I was sleepwalking. Someone saw me at a doughnut shop, I was sitting, crying on a tabletop, It was not a pretty sight. I was out of control, The way that I was carrying on, About my sweet jelly roll. I said, "officer please, My baby's got me down on my knees, Lying in bed, Late at night, Sometimes I just go out of my head, At night, And I go out sleepwalking." Later on down at the jail cell I was hoping things would turn out well, Because I don't recall That masquerade ball, And I sure don't remember nothin' y'all About that blown up rubber doll. So lately I've stopped going anywhere, And I've taken to sleeping with a teddy bear, It's a very full and rich Imaginary life, And it's sure enough better than dreaming y'all, About any imaginary wife.
