My Little Princess
Gotta go down to Heaven's Jublee store
To buy a speical gift for the one I adore
Doesn't matter if it's big or small
She won't care at all
Just as long it comes from me
I know she'll be totaly happy
Jenny is her name
So I have to think of something insane
Maybe a doll
Or some kind of ball
I know it's gotta be pink
Or she'll think it will stink
She loves the moon and stars
And how they twinkle from the galaxe so far
So maybe something glittery
For someone else to come see
Awe there you are
Hiding under barbies car
Aw shucks only one left
Someone could call this a theft
A bargin deal on this star shaped pillow
To rest her little head under our wheeping willow
Now to give it a name
Not to name it would be such a shame
So I'll call it my little princess of the stars
Because it fits her boldness by far
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