my little one
Your walking talking and throwing fits
Your babbling makes no sense
Trying to understand what your saying,
but I love it when your playing
I can't help that your getting bigger
All I want to do is hold on to your little finger
Time goes by we'll have some fun,
but you will always be my little one.
Your babbling makes no sense
Trying to understand what your saying,
but I love it when your playing
I can't help that your getting bigger
All I want to do is hold on to your little finger
Time goes by we'll have some fun,
but you will always be my little one.
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