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