Blanket song lyrics funny: Blanket Thief Conspiracy: Sleep with you, twists turns, blankets on your side MickTerry.com

Blanket song lyrics funny: Blanket Thief Conspiracy: Sleep with you, twists turns, blankets on your side.  MICK TERRY
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( Funny blanket song lyrics )
BLANKET THIEF CONSPIRACY
Copyright 2004 - MickTerry.com

Now, I am not complaining. I love to sleep with you.
But, often when I'm waking, I'm shivering, cold and blue.
You swear you're not the culprit; you're way too dignified.
But, tell me how the blankets all end up on your side.

    There's a BLANKET THIEF CONSPIRACY.
    To that I can attest.
    A BLANKET THIEF CONSPIRACY
    that's lurking in our nest.
    It's cold-hearted & ruthless,
    determined to strip me bare.
    A BLANKET THIEF CONSPIRACY.
    I'm out to prove it's there.

We'd even changed the mattress from full to queen, then king.
Despite the wider sizes, it didn't change a thing.
The sun would rise each morning to start the day again,
revealing that I'm naked and on the losing end.

    CHORUS

        I've set up hidden cameras:   motion sensors, infra-red.
        So, in the dark we'll find out just who's moving in our bed.
        Up, down, over, around:   recording twists and turns,
        3 times up to the bathroom & something else I learned:
        Up, down, over, around:   each time you'd give a tug,
        your face had this expression
        that could only be described as smug.

The evidence here in pictures, it soon occurs to me
I'm not the only victim of this conspiracy.
It's not a gender issue:   we all must rise and fight
to keep our blankets sacred on all those cold, dark nights.

    CHORUS

Copyright 2004  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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To other camera / photography song lyrics:   IT'S JUST A JOB
To other bed song lyrics:   AN EXTRA ARM
MY BINKY, MY BLANKY
WITH MORNING MOUTH
I CAN HEAR MY EYELIDS
SOMEBODY'S MOVING IN
LET ME BE YOUR BLANKET
WE SURE RIPPED THE BED APART
I JUST KEEP FALLING OUT OF BED
BUT OF COURSE IT'S NOT THE SAME
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