Pajamas, I want pajamas in blue
Pajamas, jammies, and I hope you wear pajamas too

Underoos were cool, they made you look like a fool
But only if they were see-through
'Cuz every night you go to bed with a night cap on your head
Jammies are the thing for you

Pajamas, I think my flannels don't fit me no more
Pajamas, but those aren't the only one that I wore

No undies can fit us, if it's either boxers or if it's briefs
Neither are comfortable
I will defend the fact that your nightgown really lacks
Your robe is sometimes downright dull

Pajamas, jammies, jammies, jammies, jammies
Pajamas are what I wear to bed
Pajamas, jammies, jammies, jammies, jammies
Pajamas I will wear 'til I'm dead
Cotton, silk, satin, cotton, silk, satin
I'm sleeping in some satin
And it feels so damn cozy, yeah, they're pajamas

Pajamas, I want pajamas in blue
Pajamas, jammies, and I hope you wear pajamas too

Jammies on my hide and I'll wash them Tide
They keep me satisfied
Two pairs, that's all I need, they're so comfy
Loose and free, and so warm inside

Pajamas, jammies, jammies, jammies, jammies
I want pajamas in blue
Pajamas, jammies, jammies, jammies, jammies
I hope you wear Pajamas too.

© 2006 Squirrelbait
Written by Mikey Squirrel

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