Mhm, Yeah.

Little girls, Little girls everywhere I turn I can see them Little girls, little girls night and day I eat, sleep and breathe them I'm an ordinary woman with feelings I'd like a man to nibble on my ear But I'll admit no man has been So how come I'm the mother of the year?

I take little shoes.

Little sucks in each little loomer.

I had a cracked years ago if it weren't for my sense of him.

Some women are dripping with diamonds.

Some women are dripping with pearls.

Lucky me, Lucky me.

Look at what I'm dripping with school girls.

What problem?

Oh.

Mm.

Uh huh.

Oh, little cheeks, little teeth.

Everything around me is mhm.

Land on.

If I ring little necks, surely I would get a quitter.

Someday I'll step on their freckle some I'll start writing their courage.

Send a flood, send the flu.

Anything that you can do to a little, little, little Mm hmm.

Yeah.

Little, little little little boy.

Yeah.

Come, girl.

Oh, okay.

I'll go over and the squirrel is there.