Lyrics:
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Now there's more to do than watch my sailboat glide
But every day can be a magic carpet ride
A little bit of courage is all we lack
So catch
space, and time
I'll be your own little star, let me shine you up
Or your own little universe, make me your girl
Come take my hand
I won't let you go
Girl I've been at work all week
Fingers to the bone I need
A little hit of you and me
A little time alone
All day I've been thinking about
on baby, do the Loco-motion)
My little baby sister can do it with me;
It's easier than learning your A-B-C's,
So come on, come on, do the Loco-motion with
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-a
My oh my, what a wonderful day
Plenty of sunshine heading my way
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah zip-a-dee-a
Little
To talk a little shit, then get a little closer
Like, what up boo, you know that Ghost loves you
I get butterflies when we hug and kiss, do you?
Huh?
things, you are, to me
Our wistful little star
It was far, too high
A teardrop kissed your lips
And so, so did I
Now when I remember spring
foolish little dreams I'm dreaming
And schemes I'm scheming
Now I know why my mama
She taught me to be true
She knew just around the corner
Was
In his big airplane
With his little fat man
With a notepad
In his hand
President say
Little fat man
Isn't it a shame?
What the river has done
I remember every little thing
You used to do
I'm so lonely
Every road I walk along
I walk along with you
No wonder I am lonely
The sky is
Yeah yeah yeah, hey
So, so you made a lot of mistakes
Walked down the road a little sideways
Cracked a rib when you hit the wall
Yeah, you've had
around now baby you gonna mess up a good thing
You gonna mess up a good thing
Now I might have been cheated just a little bit baby like all the others
Sittin' with me
Hearing my song
Sun, come on down
And dry up the tears of the girl in my garden
Sittin' with me
Poor little thing
Listen to my
True disciples carrying that message
To color just a little
With their personal touch.
Home-spun fancy weavers
And naked half-believers
it
Your sweet little nothings are what I call music
It's been awhile since I've seen your face
What a shame, what a waste
I've been up, I've been
little dove,
Hurry to my love, tell her this for me . . .
Since she is far away,
Every day is sad, blue as it can be . . .
I couldn't even start,
I remember every little thing
You used to do
I'm so lonely
Every road I walk along
I walk along with you
No wonder I am lonely
The sky is
There's things that you guess
And there are things that you know
There's boys that you can trust
And girls that you don't
There's little things
a thing
They'll be draggin' the river
I'll be wearin' me a diamond ring
Ah, we're gonna show 'em
I know that it might sound crazy
Just a little bit
know, but I've heard say
That ever' little dog is a-gonna have his day
You'd better pay attention, don't you dare forget
Cause I'm just a little bitty
for,
The other girls say,
You outta undue a couple buttons,
Start showing off a little something,
She says naw you go ahead,
Think I'd rather stay
see the party, the ball gowns
See you make your way through the crowd
And say hello
Little did I know
That you were Romeo, you were throwing
He was the kind of man that would gamble on luck
Look you in the eye and never back up
But I saw him crying like a little whipped pup
Because
They should have put her in the movies
My little country, cutie
She's the reason I believe god made blue jeans
I was a slicker from the city
When
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