Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
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 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 fright
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 don't remember nothing, 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
Sleepwalking was written by Willis Alan Ramsey.
Sleepwalking was produced by Lyle Lovett & Billy Williams.