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 bit
So how come i'm the mother of the year?
Little cheeks, little cheeks
Everything around me is little
If i ring little necks, surely i would get an aquital
Some women are dripping with diamonds
Some women are dripping with pearls
Lucky me, lucky me
Look at what i'm dripping with
Little girls!
How i hate little shoes, little socks, and each little bloomer
I'd of cracked years ago if it weren't for my sense of humour
Some day i'll step on their freckles
Some night i'll straighten their curls
Send the flood
Send the flu
Anything that you can do to little girls
Someday i'll land in the nuthouse
With all the nuts and the squirrels
There i'll stay tucked away till the prohibition of little girls