Living on the edge
Fighting tiredness, spinning webs
Swinging from the highest ledge
He can leap above our heads
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Nap time is on the rise
And the baby has tired eyes
Looking up with no surprise
Mama arriving in the speed of time
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Crawling through the night
Facing naps in his might
He's a baby in our eyes
See the bedroom lights every time
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Making tall things fall
Webbing rivals to a halt
Racing up and down the walls
Bringing tiredness to us all
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