Sue: 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 like a man to nibble on my ear Though I'll admit no man has bit So how come I'm the mother of the year?
How I hate Little shoes Little socks And each little bloomer I'd have cracked Years ago If it weren't for my Sense of humor
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
Little cheeks Little teeth Everything around me is little If I wring Their little necks Surely I would get an acquittal
Some day I'll step on their freckles Some night I'll straighten their curls Send a flood Send the flu Anything that You can do To little little little Little little litt... uhm, little Oh, little girls
Some day I'll land in the nut house With all the nuts and the squirrels There I'll stay Tucked away 'Til the prohibition of Little girls