Lyrics

A taxi driver buys a string of jasmine for the girl
Tired men standing street side make their funny faces at her
The store clerks stop their work to hold the boy and let her play
And when the heat starts to rise, they fan the babies’ sweat away

Sheets on our heads, nets on our beds
Candy and kisses, all right
Silly songs to sing, pretty smiles to bring
O, my babies, good night

It’s a hybrid language that she speaks, part of us and part of them
He talks with twinkle eyes and the dimples that belong to him
She’ll sing the song that’s in her head and make us dance along, as well
Our hearts may never be our own again, as far as we can tell

Sheets on our heads, nets on our beds
Candy and kisses, all right
Silly songs to sing, pretty smiles to bring
O, my babies, good night

We may cry when the night comes
We may sigh before we dream
But when we wake up in the morning
We’ll sing…

Sheets on our heads, nets on our beds
Candy and kisses, all right
Silly songs to sing, pretty smiles to bring
O, my babies, good night

Sheets on our heads, nets on our beds
Candy and kisses, all right
Silly songs to sing, pretty smiles to bring
O, my babies, good night
O, my babies, good night
O, my babies, good night