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| Tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic | |
| Lyrics: | I wear my pink pajamas, in the summer when it's hot. I wear my flannel nighties in the winter when it's not. And sometimes in the springtime and sometimes in the fall, I jump right in between the sheets with nothing on at all. Chorus: Glory, glory, Hallelujah; Glory, glory, What's it to ya? Balmy breezes blowing through ya, With nothing on at all. I wake up in the morning with the sheet around my head, And my little footsie-wootsies are a stickin' out of bed, And then I even notice that I'm lying on the floor, I swear I won't be drinking Coca-Cola any more. Chorus |
Pink Pajamas Camping Song 
