Sue:
Little girls 
Little girls 
Everywhere I turn I can see them

Little girls
Little girls
Night and day
I eat, sleep and breathe them

I'm an ordinary woman
With feelings
I like a man to nibble on my ear 
Though I'll admit no man has bit
So how come I'm the mother of the year? 

How I hate 
Little shoes
Little socks
And each little bloomer
I'd have cracked 
Years ago 
If it weren't for my 
Sense of humor

Some women are dripping with diamonds
Some women are dripping with pearls 
Lucky me! Lucky me! 
Look at what I'm dripping with 

Little girls

Little cheeks
Little teeth 
Everything around me is little
If I wring 
Their little necks
Surely I would get an acquittal 

Some day
I'll step on their freckles 
Some night
I'll straighten their curls 
Send a flood
Send the flu 
Anything that You can do 
To little little little
Little little litt... uhm, little
Oh, little girls

Some day I'll land in the nut house 
With all the nuts and the squirrels 
There I'll stay 
Tucked away
'Til the prohibition of 
Little girls