Betty Hutton
(We'll take a trip
Gonna take a journey, baby
We'll take a trip
Gonna take a journey, baby
We'll take a trip)
Bye bye, baby
Time to hit the road to dreamland
You're my, baby
Dig you in the land of nod
(Hold tight, hang on)
Hold tight, baby
We'll be swinging up in dreamland
All night, baby
Where the little cherubs trot
Look at that knocked out moon
Been a-blowing his top in the blue
Never saw the likes of you
(What a gal, what a guy)
What an angel
Bye bye, baby
Time to hit the road to dreamland
Don't cry, baby
It was divine but the rooster has finally crowed
Time to hit the road
(Look at that knocked out moon
Been a-blowing his stack in the blue so high
Never saw the moonlight so blue
What a gal, what a guy)
What an angel
Bye bye, baby
Time to hit the road to dreamland
Don't cry, baby
It was divine but the roster has finally crowed
Time to hit the road
(Bye bye, baby)
Time to hit the road
(Bye bye, baby)
Time to hit the, time to hit the road
(Time to hit the road)
2 comments:
Smiling and singing! Gee, thanks!
I loved this song the instant I heard it in the movie L.A. Confidential. I loved it so much I even bought the soundtrack for the movie.
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