Pink Pajamas*

I wear my pink pajamas in the summer when it's hot,
    I wear my woolen flannels in the winter when it's not,
And sometimes in the springtime, and sometimes in the fall,
    I crawl between the covers with, nothin' on at all.

CHORUS:

Glory, glory, what's it to ya,
    Glory, glory, what's it to ya,
Glory, glory, what's it to ya,
    With nothin' on at all.

*Tune to Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory