Chuck Prophet - Little Girl, Little Boy lyrics

Little girl, little girl, life's no fairy tale Doctors get diseases Criminals make bail Little girl, little girl Little boy, little boy, tell me something I don't know What makes a lamp a Tiffany What makes the flower grow Little boy, little boy Little boy, little boy, can you play the violin My daddy's got a string quartet and my heart belongs to him Little boy, little boy Little girl, little girl, I can tune a baby grand My heart it sings a symphony I'm a one-man marching band Little girl, little girl