We´re creepy crawlin´ through the night
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We´re lookin´ for some pussy good and tight
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Hopefully you will be drunk and asleep
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For us to sink our dicks in deep
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Little Betty wasn´t too frisky
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When she passed out from the whiskey
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Then we gave her knock-out pills
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To help us get out thrills
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Now she´s conked out from whiskey and wine
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it´s time for us to form a line
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She was passed out and stripped in bed
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We knew that she would give us some head
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We´re the sleep bandits, can you stand it
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We´re the sleep bandits, can you stand it
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I´m a sleep bandit, can you stand it
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Sleep bandit, can you stand it
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First in line came good ol´ El
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And I say she´s starting to smell
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Next in line with a rubber came sickie
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Then Red Dog for a quickie
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After that came Don Scary
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Who said she was a disgrace
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On her head he jacked off,
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Right on her face
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After that came Danny Grey
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It´s been ten years since his last lay
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Think of this when you drink up your next brew
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Will the next sleepy victim be you?
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I´m the sleep bandits, can you stand it
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I´m the sleep bandits, can you stand it
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Next in Line came our good buddy Mills
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He´s the one who brought the knockout pills
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After that we charged five bucks
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So the whole party could get some fucks
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I´m the sleep bandits, can you stand it
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I´m the sleep bandits, can you stand it
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I´m the sleep bandits, can you stand it
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Can you stand it
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Sleep Bandits
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| The Mentors |
