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
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