Little Bo Peep
With a broom and a mop
A bulge in her cheek from a Tootsie Roll pop
Now who would believe that little girl is my wife
She looks like a child
But she's already grown
With everyday problems and kids of her own
And she is the main foundation of my life
Oh ain't she a picture of sunshine
Fresh as the breeze in the air
Right from her little girl dimples
To the ribbons of pink in her hair
But nighttime will find her a lady
And when that lady comes to me again
Well that's when my little girl pauses
And that's when my woman begins
She still throws a tantrum whenever she's mad
Cries at the movies whenever they're sad
And she pouts like a child when she doesn't get her way
But I wouldn't change anything for the world
I've spoiled her I know
But she's my little girl
And she makes everything alright at the end of the day
Now ain't she a picture of sunshine
Fresh as the breeze in the air
Right from her little girl dimples
To the ribbons of pink in her hair
But nighttime will find her a lady
And when that lady comes to me again
Well, that's when my little girl pauses
And that's when my woman begins
Yeah, ain't she a picture of sunshine
Fresh as the breeze in the air
Right from her little girl dimples
To the ribbons of pink in her hair
But nighttime will find her a lady
And when that lady comes to me again
Well, that's when my little girl pauses
And that's when my woman begins