Every little girl
Loves to dance and whirl,
Loves to sing and play,
Every single day.
Now when she grows,
Don't you believe that she knows,
Every little thing
God wants her to sing,
Every note she should play,
No, she must go her own way.
Every mother wants to see,
Really wants her daughter to be,
Eager each day and to herself be true,
So she'll be great - Just like you!
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