I think about my baby
a perfect little lady.
I think about her shiny golden hair.
I've never been a dreamer but every time I see her
I start to float away into the air.
Oh, oh, my little lady.
You can make the sun and moon begin to shine
and if you could have your way every day would be fin
a perfect little lady.
I think about her shiny golden hair.
I've never been a dreamer but every time I see her
I start to float away into the air.
Oh, oh, my little lady.
You can make the sun and moon begin to shine
and if you could have your way every day would be fin
Vloženo: 28. 11. 2015 , martin