(Bob Dylan)
Close your eyes, close the door,
You don`t have to worry any more.
I`ll be your baby tonight.
Shut the light, shut the shade,
You don`t have to be afraid.
I`ll be your baby tonight.
Well, that mockingbird`s gonna sail away,
We`re gonna forget it.
That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon,
But we`re gonna let it,
You won`t regret it.
Kick your shoes off, do not fear,
Bring that bottle over here.
I`ll be your baby tonight.
