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Eddie From Ohio

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When the Last Page is Turned

from I Rode Fido Home

When the last page is turned
And the wick's completely burned
You won't even know I left your side

I'll envy your new place
With lots of running space
'Till you wake you'll have a place to hide

Sweet dreams, sweet dreams

You may run out of room
From old McGregor's broom
Peter is your old protective friend

Fright may wake your eyes
And night leaves you surprised
You can come next door and crawl on in

Sweet dreams, sweet dreams
Sweet dreams, sweet dreams

Credits:

Michael Clem, J Fish Music/ASCAP

© 1995